I’m trying to keep my brain healthy (don’t start) by taking different routes when I’m going places–driving or walking. (I’m not sure if it really helps or not, but it’s fun seeing new sites and recovering from getting lost.)
This morning, I thought I was driving back home (to historic district Savannah) from daughter Amy’s house (on nearby Skidaway Island) by taking a left when I usually take a right. (Is that a good idea?) “I think this will probably lead to Isle of Hope and then though Sandfly back downtown.”
It didn’t.
But it took me to a small island I had not discovered before: Burnside Island …
… and a little surprise.
A tiny library! Miss Coni’s! Right there in a shady, wooded spot on the side of the road.
I was mesmerized so of course had to visit a bit.
I chose an age- (and brain-) appropriate book …
… and sat down to read.
Such a fun (and intellectual) way to spend a few lost moments.
