It's nice to roll down the highway at 55 mph, leaving Dodge and all its stresses behind. But the best part of all is that there's plenty of green, as far as the eye can see. It's not bottled up in one tiny town square. Houses aren't piled one on top of the other. Horses, cows and guinea fowl don't violate zoning codes.
People wave as they go by.
Of course, a lot of them take up more than their share of unlined lane as they pass, but at least they're friendly as they almost run you off the road. Things happen in the country that would never take place in settlements of suburbia. For instance, recently after work, we got some fresh fruit from a man who opened a produce stand this year. He had told us to help ourselves to his cold-storage locker if he wasn't home, then settle up later. And that's exactly what we did.