Backroads of Morrow County Update:
I took The Last Ride on its first ride through the backroads of Morrow County this evening. A rainy day had given way to a brief moment or two of sunshine. Mountains of white clouds formed a ring around the sky with lower wisps of gray clouds gently wafting into the east. Everything is by now, of course, green. The corn and soybeans have united the fields into blankets of green in their attempt to catch up to the wavy acres of wheat. The trees are leafed out--the patches of woods thickening into shadows. The fields still reveal their contours; corn and beans are not high enough to hide the outlines yet. There is not much color other than the green. Some sprinkles of daisy and patches of yellow trefoil. Not much else. Two deer watched me creep past undecided about melting back into the thicket or testing my reflexes by darting across to the other side right in front of me. They took the stay put approach and just watched me slowly slide by. The mourning doves and red-winged blackbirds control the wires and the roadside ditches. The meadowlark is in his favorite field. The calm of the countryside is cathartic for this old man and his love of the melancholy and serene. The highlight of the journey was the magnificent rainbow that filled the sky to celebrate the end of the rains--at least for the moment. It spread from horizon to horizon. Proof once more that this is my Father's world: the God of Beauty, the Covenant Keeping God of Promises, the God of Mercy. I'm sure--Lord willing--that this will not be the last ride for The Last Ride. My fellow Morrowites will have to get used to the black car cruising their back roads instead of a little red wagon. No fears--I'm sure they'll wave. Friendly strangers are accepted on the backroads on beautiful, sun-lit, rainbow sky days in Morrow County.
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