Startled museum

A sunny day. At last. No rain. No snow. No ice. It was t-shirt πŸ‘• weather. Such extremes.

I walked the Roanoke Rapids canal trail with Susan, a chirpy pleasant hiking companion. It was pretty. Not spectacular, but pretty and joyfully warm and sunny.

We started our adventure at the Canal Museum, where on entering we received a very strange non-welcome. The two employees/volunteers just stared at us for a while. They looked a little startled. Perhaps they don’t receive many visitors. Though with that reception it’s hardly surprising. So we chose not to look around the museum and headed straight for the trail.

My out of the ordinary sightings for the day included:
A pair of Common loons on Rochelle Pond.
Petite Downy Woodpeckers flitting about in the woodland either side of the trail.
And a Carolina chickadee (tit) performing a wonderful falling leaf πŸƒ impersonation display.

We also saw remains of lovely old stone dams and aquaducts, deer prints, mills, a confederate memorial, bridges and waterfalls.

Oh, and on my way home, I visited my first Walmart. Lucky me!

Sent from my Sony XperiaΒ™ smartphone

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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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