Well, it finally happened. I have been tagged, or rather tiged. My friend SparkleFarkle, who is no longer in the land of the 404, tagged me and now I am it. I had a tough time with this one. Here is how it works:
1) Go to your documents (or pictures)
2) Go to your 6th file and 6th pic.
3) Blog about it.
4) Tag 6 friends.
This is the pic that was kinda sorta in my 6th file.
Last Spring, my hubby, kids and I took a trip to Gettysburg, PA. I live about 2 hours from this famous and more important- historical place, yet I have never been there. It was a great trip, and I recommend it to anyone who is able to visit. But, this blog is not about that so I must move on.
While in Gettysburg, one of the things that I had read about was a covered bridge that was in the area. There was even a map of sorts. It was the tourist type of map that focused on the historical area, but happened to mention the bridge. It just gave the general direction.
I really wanted to check it out, but I was unsure exactly how I was going to get the rest of the family to go along with my quest. I was crafty, cunning, and creative, and I got my way 
Go me!! We were off to find the bridge. It was really something to see. The hubby is driving, and I am navigating with this thing that was someone's idea of a map.
We followed it, and after about 15-20 minutes of beautiful countryside vistas we ended up at a dead end on Pump Station Road. At least, I am fairly sure that's what it was called. Here was the tricky part. By this point the patience of the other three travelers was wearing thin. I had to think of something, and quick or we would have to turn back. So I tried to reason it out. I picked a direction and off we went. Within about 10 minutes I saw it in the distance. Sachs Covered Bridge. We had arrived, and I was happy.
We got out and began to look around. We really seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. I was certain that there were many who never did find the bridge. It was something to be seen. After taking a good look at the outside, I read the history of the bridge. Then I walked in. As I entered the bridge, I imagined how it must have been in the yesteryears. So old. So simple. So clean. So much graffiti. Graffiti?? Yes, graffiti. I was shocked. There were notes all of the bridge. "Kacey waz here." "Call Liz for a good time . . ." etc. etc. I never expected it.
But, I thought about it and tried to put it in perspective. The bridge was not really a part of the tourism department. It was interesting and in the area, but not a part of Gettysburg. It was a bridge. And where I am from, most of the bridges have graffiti. Also, I did see a lot of the old, "Tony loves Tina." And "Anne and Mike forever." Written all over the place. I guess that they had graffiti way back when too. I had just never thought of it that way. It was just not expected. I mean who walks into an old covered bridge and expects to see spray paint and ink all over the place? It just seemed out of place. Nevertheless, the experience was really cool.
Oh, and in case you are like me, and you wonder why they made covered bridges and what the purpose was- I'll tell you. I looked it up. There were 2 reasons: 1) They did not have treated wood back in the old days, so the cover protected the bridge- less falling through and dying that way. 2) They made it like a barn so the horses would not be afraid to enter.
So, there you have it. The story of the old covered bridge.
In my experience around here, many people are not fans of the old game of tag. Therefore, I have decided not to tag anyone in particular. I invite any and all to play. If nothing else, it gives you a good idea for a blog J
Now, onto my shiny, new banner. Did you see it? Of course you did. This banner has been brought to me (and you) by my good friend and neighbor, dj_mrt Thanks DJ!! I am lovin' it. Our resident banner king seems to be back in business. Be sure to pay him a visit. Tell him that mom sent you. He'll know what you mean 
Peace.