The grandson kept telling me about this fun place on the river bottoms where he goes with his friends to
Almost there, I needed a pit stop. Blue patiently waited.
"Are we in the desert?"
"Looks like it to me, Blue. But how did those tire tracks get here?"
Lots of tire tracks.
I must say, this is the closest to the Missouri River I've been on horseback since before the spring floods.
Must be the season for wild sunflowers.
Almost home, I noticed the soybeans are changing from solid green to yellow.
Now playing: Johnny Cash - It Ain't Me Babe