Another 400 plus mile day in the books. Beautiful drive with rolling corn fields, grain silos and giant wind turbines. And a butt ton of racoon road kill. Never seen anything like it. Every twenty feet was a dead racoon on the side of the road. One would think the rest of the racoon community would look left and quickly realize they can’t make it. But no. Carnage for miles.
Tomorrow we arrive in Indiana were we will say put for two nights. We are looking forward to some much needed exploring on foot.
“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.”
A.A. Milne
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