Saturday, September 22, 2018
   
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Just a casual Sunday drive

When I put my book down and said, “Let’s go for a drive,” I had no idea I was feeding a monster I likely couldn’t tame.

That was a month ago. We’re still driving.

Once you’ve watched a sunset so intense that you can feel the colors as Mother Nature pulls her paintbrush across the sky, you want to see another.

Then there are the amber waves of grain, the harvest moon and the whitetails waving as they cross a field.

Our Sunday drive began as a way to get out of the house and christen the new-to-us pickup. He drove. I looked through a camera lens.

We cruised south to Jeffrey Lake and parked on the dam, gazing off to the west as the sun dropped below the horizon and a burst of colors spread above the water.

The pictures are pretty incredible, but there’s simply no way to reproduce the awe.

I posted a few photos on Facebook under the album title “Sunday Drive” and didn’t really think about it again until the next weekend.

“Are we going for a drive?” he asked.

Well, why not?

While trying to find the perfect angle on endless rows of corn, we came upon a drainage ditch where a lone duck swam among a million golden cattails. The picture is pretty good but again, it can’t convey the true beauty of the scene.

And that’s where it happened. On a questionable bridge across an ordinary drainage ditch between green alfalfa and tawny corn stalks, we made a standing appointment with Mother Nature and each other.

Now, we look forward to our weekly adventure and the challenge of finding hidden or not-so-hidden treasures. Plus, it’s more than a bunch of neat pictures. It’s a chance to spend uninterrupted time together with no phones, no computers, no television.

If you want to see where our drives take us, follow me on Facebook. Better yet, it’s a great big, beautiful world out there. Go see for yourself.