The dark side of the beauty of the roads.

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I find it's very difficult to drive
when eyes don't have the evidence to say
that 20 yards ahead the road exists.
(which is to say: it's very dark out here.)

I make it sound like all we've done is drive.
That isn't true at all. Just yesterday
we tasted yummy barbecue, we felt
a frigid river on our feet, we smelled
some unknown backwoods cooking, heard
some mooing cows a mile away, and saw
a really huge enormous telescope.

Today we're off to maybe buy some crafts.