Yesterday, I wrote in my primary blog about the experience of "joy-driving" -- of hopping in the car with nowhere to go, no place to be, and nothing to do. The funny thing is that as I was flying to get to my (cancelled) appointment, I saw the prettiest sight of the whole day.
My appointment was in the small town where some of my father's siblings live. It was also the road we would take to get to my grandmother's apartment, at least for the first 13 years or so of my life. I have both ridden and driven on that highway so often, I could almost do it blindfolded (almost....).
Yesterday, I caught sight of a pasture at the turnoff to my uncle's house -- now I've seen that place before so many times, whether I continue on toward his house or stay on the main road. But something about the scene yesterday morning at 10:30 made me gasp. It was beyond beautiful. Green pastures -- amazing, since our rain totals are a little behind the norm so far this year. Just the right angle of sun. The perfect shade of blue in the sky to complement the earth's greens and red clay dirt. It was unbelievably fantastic.
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