Sunday afternoon drives mean a stop by the bakery to pick up a bag of these or other treats for grandson’s lunches, of course. They close at 4:00 so we stop there first just in case we don’t make it back by closing.
Sunday afternoon drives also mean learning roads not marked on a map,
driving down into a hollow over an old wooden bridge dark from the shadows of surrounding trees.
Sunday drives also include noticing if the windmills we are passing are decorative or working, enjoying the view as we find ourselves at the top of a hill or grade, and finding a surprise or two by the side of the road. We stop several times to catch shots like these.
Last Sunday I turned my head to the right and spotted this fellow just lookin’ up at us from a swail alongside the road.
And I barely caught this barn cat before she took off.
Do you take Sunday drives? Where do they take you?
We brake for pictures, carefully. No worries. We’re on dirt roads so we don’t hold up any traffic.
Sunday drives are great. You always discover something new. We have been doing Sunday drives in Spain as well. Sometimes I even remember to bring my camera. I may do a blog about them as well. Thanks for the idea. Those longhorns are really something.
This has become our Sunday routine. Rick takes his camera and I take mine. I know he’s found something when he slows down to a stop, turns off the engine and then whispers. Yes, please share your drives with us, too. Looking forward to it. Remember I asked you to find some wrought iron a while back?
Watch for my next post. There may be wrought iron. 🙂
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My husband doesn’t usually do drives without a destination. Of course a bakery is a worthy destination. When I was a child Sunday drives followed by a stop at a roadside food stand were routine. My mother loved cemeteries so if there was an old one, we always walked through it. As a child that sundae at the end was always my reward!
We always start out in town at the bakery and then we take one of the main roads that leads us to other roads.
I remember them as a child. B-o-r-i-n-g but not the root beer served up in a frosted mug like your sundae at the end.
Love the photos of the sites you see in your drives. We don’t take Sunday drives here in the hustle & bustle of Houston traffic – you know how that goes!! But I use to enjoy them in MS when I lived there taking care of my dad – the beauty & serenity of country living touches my soul – the simple unhurried life that allows you to actually live. Thanks for taking me on your journey & refreshing my memories.
I think I will repeat this again in the future. Newman’s is always baking something different and there’s so much to take in.
We used to take a lot more of them when we were in Switzerland. There was always someplace new and wonderful to discover.
Here, we take them occasionally, but now that you’ve wet my appetite, perhaps we’ll do another one soon. Thanks!
I can only imagine drives in Switzerland! Oh my! What an opportunity when you lived there. I remember driving through Southern Germany in Bavaria with my brother and family. It was beautiful. I’ll never forget watching the hang gliders taking off from the mountain cliffs and soaring over the green pastures.
Here in the country they clear my mind, erase last week’s slate, and keeps the focus on right now. Rick and I have made a “date” of it each Sunday…love it.
Our Sunday drives are in the spring/summer season primarily and we do them on the motorcycle. Its a refreshingly different way of viewing the world – you see/hear/smell things you don’t even notice in a car. I can’t wait for the good weather to return so we can get back out on two wheels and enjoy a Sunday drive.
Sounds like fun. Scores of them pass along our road on the weekends. We watch them take the curve in the road as we sit on the back porch.
I’d never been on a motorcycle before I met my husband (15 years ago). Now I can’t imagine taking a Sunday drive any other way 🙂 .
lol…I never dreamed I would retire to a TX farm ranch one day and take Sunday drives in a truck until I met my husband. 🙂
love what you see and share! 🙂
Thank you, Theresa.
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We have to drive far to escape the Sunday traffic. People returning from church and doing their weekend errands. Thanks for taking me along on your drive…it’s much nicer. I love the curious longhorn photo, Georgette!
Grandson and I navigated the Houston traffic yesterday. Goodness, just to get out of the Chick Filet parking lot, there was a line. He’s with us this week since he’s on spring break and going to church with him and papa this morning was delightful driving 50 mph and no traffic lights.
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OHHH…these views are breathtaking! Thank you for the wrought iron gate. Villajoyosa is a gem (una joya) of charm, beauty and culture. The orange cake looks fabulous. When I looked up where it’s located, I laughed because of course, it would be near Valencia which is so well known for its oranges. I love the story behind the colored homes.
btw Otto from Munchow, on my blog roll hosts a photography workshop there from time to time. He just announced another in his last post, I believe.
Your smart car looks sleek and handsome in silver. I bet you can find a parking spot easily. Grandson just read about Smart Cars. According to him they are among the strongest and safest small cars in the world. He also, told me “Did you know you can take the panels off to change its color?” That fact really tickled him. Thank you for your Sunday drive tour.
I remember my mother suggesting to Daddy on Sunday, “Let’s go for a drive,” code for let’s get in the car and visit one of my brothers or sister. Of course, we would see our cousins then, a good thing!
Now I don’t feel like going anywhere on Sunday afternoon except to my bed for a nap after taking care of two-year-olds in Sunday School. Besides, a drive would mean bucking Jacksonville traffic until we arrived at a park or somewhere quieter like Fernandina Beach.
I too, think I would enjoy a good nap after a week of city activity but invariably, I just get myself up when I hear the screen door slam shut and see Rick head out to the back porch. From the back porch we work our way out to the truck. Right now, it’s irresistible to go out and about and over the past months it has become a habit.
Thank goodness for weekends. My mother reminds me they came out of the time of FDR.
Sunday drives were a ritual when I was a kid. Now, it’s hard to tuck them in every week — and believe me, I wanted to get out and go yesterday, with that gorgeous sunshine. I laughed at your mention of root beer. We often stopped at the A&W Root Beer stand, and had breaded pork tenderloin sandwiches and root beer floats after we’d explored the countryside.
Of course, down here, locals tend to hunker down a bit when spring break and other such occasions come along. We’re overrun with people coming into our back yard for their fun — I’m just glad they had some decent weather this weekend.
I like your clover — very Saint Patrick-ish. I looked pretty closely, but I couldn’t find a four-leaf!
I have never found a four leaf clover in my adult life. I distinctly remember finding one when I was a child…but then did I really…or was it a young imagination that thought she did?
Rick has really been watching the yard gate that it gets shut properly since the clover has sprout out. Our neighbor is running more cows on the property and R. is trying to keep track of their pasturing habits — front pasture, back pasture, side pasture? It was a year ago this month that the cows got in, and the yard is still recovering. He’s planning to mow this week for the first time since fall. It was a beautiful day yesterday, wasn’t it?
My mother loved the Frost Top root beer stand in our East Texas town. She had grown up slurping up “black cows” is what they called root beer floats back in WA State. I was glad she enjoyed them so much because frankly, everything else about our deep east TX town induced culture shock.
I love a Sunday morning drive out to a car boot sale . Are you familiar with the term ? it’s big over here . It’s just a sale of any old thing most would throw away ,but to someone who wants it , it’s treasure .
I can ‘loose myself ‘ in a car boot …go off into a dream world wondering about the history of the goods . Plus it’s great for a cup o tea , bacon buttie and a chat with new friends .
Cherryx
I don’t usually take Sunday drives, but today I did drive up to Irvine, California, to meet up with a friend from LA. And, if you know anything about LA, it’s all in the outrageous traffic. I passed a FIVE-CAR collision on my way up, and a two car accident on the way home. Each time, traffic was stopped for miles. No pictures to show for it, though. Just memories of a very, very, sweltering hot day, and fun with my girlfriend, too!
Good Morning Georgette! We took the first Sunday drive yesterday that we have taken in a long time. Our mission was chicken kabobs to grill last night from our favorite food store but we took the long scenic way around! A bakery on Sunday sounds wonderful! Love the barn cat on the round bale!
The weather certainly would have something to do with taking a Sunday Drive. Taking the scenic route or making a destination out of shopping is a way of enjoying the routine of every day shopping. Have a great week.
Oh my, I remember Sunday drives. It’s been a while. I suppose that’s the fault of high gas prices, but now…why not. What a good idea. Thanks. and thanks for the longhorn. I miss seeing those.
Thank goodness for better mileage cars and trucks. It’s especially fun out in the country. I’m afraid while we were in the city it could take up to 30 minutes to an hour just to escape the city traffic part and finally settle into being “away.”
Sunday drives are my favorite. I have many fond memories of such drives from childhood. My dad would load us into the car and off we’d go on an adventure. He just seemed to know where to take us and we then would end up at a restaurant that we’d never been to before for a Sunday supper. Hubby and I do take Sunday drives sometimes but not often enough for me.
There is a real freedom in taking off, getting away and just going sightseeing when there’s open spaces surrounding us.
We don’t go for Sunday drives, but what a great idea. Life seems to be just too busy – maybe when we’re retired.
I can understand, Peg. Officially, I’m retired — but not really. That said, I’m semi-retired in that I don’t have the pre-retirement bumper to bumper schedule. Whew!
Sunday drives are wonderful. Here in NC we have the Blue Ridge Parkway to just meander along, stopping for hikes to waterfalls, or naps in the shade. Love that you pick up treats for your grandson on your drive. What a special grandma you are!
The mountains back east in VA, North and South Caroline, and Georgia are spectacular! Our area is special because although it’s not mountainous, it marks the edge of the TX hill country, so different from the flat coastline. Thank you for riding along on this post. Have a wonderful weekend.
Wonderful Sunday drive sceneries and discoveries. Love the landscape of Texas Hill Country. Sadly, whether has been very gloomy for the past two weekends. Last night, I woke up around 8 p.m., with heavy rains, thunder and lightning. Today, bit gloomy too. I’m hoping tomorrow the sun will be back so we get to go to Galveston County Fair and Rodeo…yes, my Sunday drive goal, straight all the way to the beach after the fair. A blessed weekend to you and your family.
It’s a wonderful far cry from the drought of 2011. Happy weekend!
Yay for dirt roads and no traffic. I wish we had that luxury. Guess we’ll have to drive a bit farther away. I do enjoy exploring–on wheels or foot.
I know you like to explore from your photos of places around where you live. What I liked early on in blogging with nou is what you explored in your own back yard.
So glad to see you’re blogging again! I enjoy leisurely drives, esp with living in Houston!!