Evening drive…

Sometimes, the most enjoyable way to spend an evening in this rural farm community is to simply go for a drive. I intended to go to the lake where I first met Herodias, but instead, as the sun set I just kept driving. These are some of the things I saw…

A small blond haired girl leaning against a support post on her white wooden patio with a small orange and white tabby cat purring in her lap., both looked contented in the afternoon sun. A pair of yellow butterflies with gray spots swirling around a lavender bush. A white barn with the sillouette of a young Amish man, straw hat atop his bearded head, rows and rows of harvested leaves hanging from the rafters. As I drove past the associated house, his wife or his sister, in her hand sewn, simple blue dress with black apron, sat swinging under the apple tree in the sun. A dumb chocolate lab, smiled while watching his owner prune his apple trees for the winter. A team of four caramel colored draught horses, with white shaggy forefeet, pulling a simple wooden cart while several amish boys threw stray ears of corn onto it. A blue heron, gliding three feet above the water’s surface alongside my car as I drove along the fly ash pond by the power plant. Purple ridges of the mountains to the west as the sun quickly approached the horizon, burning the sky with fiery orange light.

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