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The last two weeks of mornings and afternoons have taken me past the smile-inducing scene of spunky, adolescent cows playing 'king-of-the-mountain'. Yesterday, in a wave of comfortable Thursday afternoon carpe diem, I braked, turned into a driveway, headed back west, used another driveway to complete the turn-around, and pulled on to the south shoulder of the road to sit beside the barbed wire fence of eager, dog-like friends who soon came ambling up to see the hooooooooman (rhymes with 'moo-man') who'd approached. Somehow, moments later, the next car coming down the road was a county cop; I had to pause picture taking to roll down window and assure the officer that I was fine and was only snapping some photos. Satisfied with my explanation, he continued on his way, and my attention turned to the trio/burgeoning herd of kitties trotting out of the tall grass and the barn cats who emerged to see what was up.
When I cruise along country roads on my way home after school, and when I'm plenty prompt for where ever I'm giong, I enjoy the road and the ride. It's a little treasure I carve out of hum-drum stress or a "cherry on top" of a fluffy cloud, blue-sky sundae/Sunday when I pull over and take a few pictures.