“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”
~ Henry Miller
Sunday I awoke in Fargo, North Dakota. I drove southwest through the Sheyenne National Grasslands and then northwest up the Sheyenne River Valley Scenic Byway. Along the way I saw…
Deer…
A moo-ving experience…
“Junior! Where are you?”
“Oh, there you are!”
“I’ve been looking all over for you!”
“What did I tell you about wandering off like that?”
“Now, come along. I found a nice patch a grass just over the hill that will be delicious for your lunch.”
“Yes, Mother.”
An old schoolhouse…
“Ye Olde Schoolhouse”
Standing Rock…
Outhouses…
Hole, sweet hole.”
Yes I did!
Assorted buildings…
“Prairie Skyscraper”
Assorted animals…
And assorted scenery…
A bee farm.
Soybeans; or Edemame.
I hope you never lose hope, even in the midst of disappointment.
The gam continues…
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