Sometimes the view out the truck window seems a little off kilter.
Other times, it’s so enticing I’m tempted to park the truck by the ditch, slip through the fence, and walk over the hill just to see what’s on the other side. There could be more wildflowers, a picturesque lake, or . . . a cranky bull who doesn’t appreciate the intrusion.
The view’s lovely enough from here, don’t you think?