Rolling along the back roads of the mid-west.
Farmlands and nature, mile after mile.
First, can someone say anything about a shaggy horse? I mean, have seen plenty of shaggy dogs, shaggy sheep, shaggy human beings – but not a shaggy horse. Didn’t know there were such things. This one we saw somewhere in rural Iowa.
And the iconic red barn, our favorite, the one that got our vote – somewhere in rural Nebraska – I think.
And here is the aaaaah photo…..
After hours of driving, looking for a place to spend the night in Iowa we followed a road sign to a campsite. Ended up at Bob White State Park.
As many times as we have been on the road the simplicity of “no fixed destination” revealed itSelf – again.
……a lake, a bench, birds, mellow sun, soft breeze…. the quiet beauty of what IS.