I live in Utah… a church on every corner and a corner on every church… but I’d never been to a Monastery (didn’t even know one existed in this part of the country)… that is until I went on a drive with a friend and we got to exploring the back roads… and front roads… sticking our noses into places they really didn’t belong, but you know what they say about cats and curiosity (thankfully, we were not killed). We ventured down a backroad up Ogden way (I don’t exactly know which city we were in since I don’t pay attention to road signs unless they say Welcome to Krispy Kreme Donut Factory – FREE SAMPLES… does that sign even exist? If so… hook a gal up!) and came across a Monastery tucked back in between trees and farmland galore. I don’t think you’d know it was there unless you happened to have a huge-mongous nose like mine. I could sniff out a donut from a planet away!
Pretty sure it said something about “No Trespassing,” but I cain’t read a lick, so we ventured down this beautiful tree-lined street to check her out:
Then, we came to the church/bookstore/gift shop, which I so wanted to go into, but it was after 5:00… I guess they do want you to trespass if they have a gift shop… I feel much better about my big nose now.
I find it fascinating to learn about other religions/faith practices. This piece of land had a very peaceful feeling to it… a full working farm, and some beautiful surroundings.
We then took a dirt road to get home that I’m pretty sure also had a sign that read No Trespassing… or as I like to call it Road Kill Boulevard! There were more deer per square foot than I have hair follicles! Y’all hunters/dudes who want to hang ugly deer heads in their bathrooms so that they have a place to hang their spare toilet paper… I’d totes go to this section of land come hunting season!
Spot the deer! This dude had a rack growing… would totes be a great toilet paper storer come winter. Give him a few more months!
This deer was totes over the papparazi chics. Again!?!? Did you not read the No Trespassing signage!? Let me molt in private!
It was fun to take the road less traveled because I’d never have stopped to see the little things in my rush to get to the next destination. I’m using that as a life/weight loss plan too. Take the back roads every so often… stop to take in the little things… the trip isn’t about the destination, it’s about the journey to get there. ENJOY IT!
Question of the Day: Do you ever take the back roads? What have you discovered?