friday, corea, gouldsboro

adventure in Corea
Chapter II was closed
so I sat in their parking lot
and painted, the pale colors of their iris

visited the wharf for lunch
too many picturesque scenes
to choose from

headed back through Goldsboro
where I came to the bike trail head
why not walk the bike trail?
so I did, met not another soul

returned to walk a short trail on the Heath
observed the outrageous maroon bells of
pitcher plant

met a woman painting on the observation deck
her painting was of the distant hills in fog
rather mushy, she said

also stopped at Darthia farm
bought a vase
Shepsey threw in a bouquet of sweet peas

almost 4 miles
one and a half hours
chilly, foggy