I live about a hour away from my work. During the school year, particularly in the winter, it often takes at least a hour and a half to get to work in the morning and just more than a hour to get back home again.
While I like the commute less than I used to, I tolerated it because of what I call the summer traffic break when my 50-minute commute is 50 minutes with no stopping from the time I get on the highway to the time I pull into my workplace.
But the summer traffic season has only three weeks left (Labour Day is Sept. 5) and I have yet to see smooth sailing.
I have been stuck in traffic every morning. At night, if I have had to work late, I have been stuck in it as well.
My stress level never lessened and my wonderful summer traffic has been non-existent.
I think the time of summer traffic and easy commuting is no more.
And that makes me sad.
On a happy note, we discovered this ancient tree on a walk we took yesterday afternoon.
My camera’s battery died as we made this discovery so the pictures just don’t do it justice.
But the tree, likely an ancient pine, is huge. There is no bark left and the tree itself has tattoos – lines were the ants and other bugs ate it.
The stories this tree has to tell would be amazing.