A little way down the road, the sun was coming up over the lake at the edge of my little town.
If you've read my blog long, you know I am fascinated by cemeteries.
Click on picture above to make it larger and you will see the stories on the tombstones. The lady lying beneath the one on the left obviously died giving birth to the child buried with her. The person beneath the marker on the right, it seems, never married.
These are all Carters. They have their own section in the graveyard.
Now that's an OLD tombstone. It's a shame it's broken off.
I don't know who lies here; all the memorials are covering the person's name.
Almost home, I took a detour through a cornfield. It wasn't a long ride, but it was a nice one. Blue and I, once again, beat the heat.