A flowing ribbon...

Driving, following I-95 from the eastern edge of Massachusetts, across the very short New Hampshire border, heading north and east through Maine...

There were times when I saw the road as a long flowing ribbon rolling up and down, lined by the lighter greens of deciduous trees mixed with the darker grees of evergreens. Occasionally the trees dropped away to show rolling green fields. And sometimes bridges allowed glimpses of rivers, flowing water.

It was hard not to stop and pull out my camera - but stopping along a limited access highway with traffic moving well above the 65 mile per hour speed limit really isn't a smart thing to do. I snapped memories with my eyes... photos will have to wait until tomorrow.