Sunday Smile

This was taken when we lived out at Castelon in Big Bend National Park.

These sweet children are all over 20 now.

Cloth diapers and cowboy boots . . .

New Feature - Quick Look

Since I have readers coming in from many different places now, I have decided to add a new feature that gives a good quick overview of our world.

It is located over there on the right hand side of the page.

See it . . . the new section titled "Start Here for A Quick Look At Our World".

Let me know if any other previous posts have struck your fancy and I'll put them there as well.

In the meantime, I am parked for the weekend at a truckstop in Normal, IL.

So far, it seems pretty . . . normal.

Autumn Whizzing By

This is what the Autumn leaves looked like for me as I drove through Maryland and Pennsylvania.

Fading . . .

I am having a hard time out on the road without Tony and Leo.

This last purple flower of the fading summer is a good indicator of how I am feeling these days.

Still trying to fluff up my petals, but not doing such a good job . . .

Posts will be sporadic until we are all back in the truck and life makes me smile again.

American Gold

When you stay in one place most of the time, it is sometimes difficult to detect the changing of the seasons.

Traveling around the country, it is easier to see.

Autumn came to America this past weekend.

The countryside is turning gold.

Not the dry, used up gold of dead stalks . . .

no

this is the vibrant gold of harvest .

I believe this is a field of soybeans.

As I drive through the center of the country, I am passing field after field of deep green turning to this deep vibrant gold. Since they are interspersed with corn, I can only think it is soybeans. Whatever it is, it is just stunningly beautiful.

Roadside Whimsy - Missouri

I was sitting alongside a rail line early the other morning in Carthage, Missouri to pick up furniture wire headed for Canada.

There was some really interesting graffiti on the cars.

These two guys were my favorite.

I really liked their whiskers and sprouts of hair.

I have been collecting pictures of good graffiti for some time.

Some is whimsical,

some is scary

and

some is just dumb.

Roadside Whimsy - Indiana

When we turn north out of Indianapolis and head up through the heart of Indiana, we always see this . . .

Today, I got to stop and get a quick photo of it.

Isn't this great?

I love American Folk Art.

I did not get sent in to Canada to delivery the furniture wire.

Who knows where I'll turn up next.