The price of Gas
For a good while, I was following the price of fuel for our vehicles here, as it climbed and climbed. At one point I was paying well over $4. a gallon. This was in the spring and early summer, when most folks here are planning vacations, looking forward to outings with their families, going to the ocean, or camping in the mountains. Getting out and seeing things and doing stuff.  The outrageous price of fuel was prohibitive for many; made it damn difficult for others.
Yesterday I was down to about 1/4 of a tank, and stopped to fuel up. I went to the same station that I always go to, the same station that I photographed all during the warmer months. Now, with flakes of snow flying, I stood out there pumping more gas into the car — and they were charging me $1.83.
At that price, I wanted to fill up the back seat —-  and then drive to places I didn’t even need to go to, drive about like a teenager with their first brand-new license. Instead, though, I just came home and made dinner.
A sure sign of age.


