On the drive home from a rehearsal yesterday I took a wrong turn. I had deliberately taken a less-familiar route, deciding to take my time. When I noticed that I was heading north instead of west, I had to turn down a side road to head in the right direction.
Then I saw what appeared to be a street lined in pink. Of course I had to pull over and stop in order to take this photo, but when driving it appeared like a tunnel of pink welcoming the car.
Spring is here!
My children know that when I speak of taking a scenic detour that it is my way of explaining getting lost, or taking a wrong turn. For me a scenic detour, caused by a wrong turn, is a very blessed way to discover beautiful things.
Reflections 
I had to laugh when I read your post. I also take scenic detours, some intentionally and some not so intentionally, but sometimes the discoveries are priceless!
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I used an old GPS years ago when vacationing with my dad in Italy. Each day our 20 minute drives to various sights became 2-3 hour adventures! That was a fun week.
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