To be perfectly honest

I am not a fan of taking off down a lane beside a fence line in the hopes of observing wild life or scenery. In our past there has been some major harm done to various vehicles when we indulged in this activity.  

Wednesday, in an attempt to be very brave and curb my tendency to have an excellent memory of long ago days, I kept my mouth shut. Then I started recording what we saw and asking Ellis questions about the various birds and animals that hopped up here and there all around us.

All the while trying not to clutch my arm rest or tramp on the imaginary brake on the floor in front of me, or gasp at inappropriate times... let's just say, these activities kept me occupied. Prayers were also speeding heavenward and then I tried extremely hard not to fall into The Silent Treatment Trap that I usually somersault into.

After writing everything down and posting it on my blog I realized there were no pictures of prairie trails. The road to Clear Lake is quite a nice road and even  maintained by a road grader. So the pictures today were taken by Karla Harshbarger and shared with us.

And now you know "The Rest of the Story" as Paul Harvey used to say.