An ocean of soybean plants.
That may look like a full moon, but it's the sun behind a cloud-cover.
And the sun is getting brighter!
I always end up breaking cobwebs here. Nobody lives on this section of the road leading to the river bottoms, and even if a vehicle comes through, it isn't tall enough to get the pesky webs that hit me right in the face.
Two German Shepherds live here, but only one leaves the yard. This guy acts vicious, but if I point at him and shout, he gets back. Or even if I just stop near him.
This is a sample of Missouri marijuana that grows wild along the roadsides. Before the Civil War, hemp was raised to make rope: A Civil War skirmish at Lexington was called "Battle of the Hemp Bales". I assume this wild stuff descends from the old hemp used for rope. I've been told it isn't of good enough quality for smoking. I know that Blue, who will eat almost any variety of weed, grass, or tree-limb, won't even taste it. That's probably a good thing!
A few other pictures of my morning ride HERE.
