These rows of corn, slightly curvy, undulating in the late, luscious light of day, run a fairly consistent parallel with this Iowa country road.
Rusted Trusses
Stopping Along the Way
Traveling the gravel roads that circumvent and intersect the bike trail route we rode this past weekend, my husband and I enjoyed each new sight and discovery we made as the road turned this way and that, as we crested every hill and as we drove throughout the countryside, including this broad vista where four-legged beauties quietly grazed.
Sunday drives, sometimes associated with days long past, are a leisurely pursuit ideal for ‘hunting’ with camera in hand and my best friend at my side.





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