Like the open field waiting to be planted, I rest with anticipation.
The resting cornfields of Iowa inspired me today as I drove east to meet my high school friend, Peg, for a birthday lunch. Last year’s the drive was a bit different and inspired the red barn in snow.
Thank you, Peg, for your friendship of too many years to count
* I took this photo along I-80. The corn fields indeed go on and on, often in the form of gently rolling hills.