Slices of rural life

Here we go...the first of many such incidents, I'm sure, with harvest season fast approaching. I took this picture through my windshield, since I was certainly moving slowly enough to capture the moment.





Somehow, though, getting stuck behind a tractor doesn't bother me even 10% as much as getting stuck in urban traffic. I don't know why that is. Maybe a tractor being out and about feels more productive to me, but I know the cars backed up on city roads are full of people bustling about being just as productive, so that doesn't really make sense.

It's probably just more enjoyable to be out in the open space with a lovely view of the landscape and fewer vehicles actually involved in the "traffic jam." Less claustrophobic than sitting in gridlock surrounded by cars (and their exhaust) with nothing but walls to look at on either side of the road.

Anyway, this happened on Sunday, the same day I saw 10 wild turkeys on my way to church. They were in two groups right near the road; sadly, I didn't have my camera out and ready. Lesson learned!

The turkeys seemed pretty interesting and a little out-of-the-ordinary to me, until my supervising pastor shared what she saw on the way to church, and my turkeys suddenly seemed much more mundane in comparison. She saw a man with a broom sweeping...wait for it...a gravel road!

If anyone has any ideas what that could possibly be about (other than a very unfortunate and seemingly hopeless case of OCD), by all means, share your thoughts. Could there be a logical explanation for this that I'm just not seeing? New workout trend of some sort, perhaps? Sweeping where there's no hope of ever finishing the job so you just have to keep your upper body in motion forever?