Every day on my way to work I pass a farm where there are about 8 or 10 mules in the field. This little guy is always standing apart from the rest of the herd and is usually close to the fence. The other day I couldn’t resist the urge to stop and take his picture – isn’t he a cutie?
This afternoon as my husband and I were headed to Branson, we decided to take a scenic route in order to stop at one of my favorite antique shops in another little town. He remembered a road that would make a good shortcut, but wasn’t quite sure which one it was so we tried a couple different ones.
Along the way we saw scenic views-
And my favorite thing – a lovely little ivy covered stone church!
Eventually we found the road we were looking for but I’m so glad we took those wrong turns!
Once again, I found myself mesmerized by some farmer’s fields as I drove by – this time it appears to be hay that’s been cut but not yet baled. I loved the striped patterns throughout the fields and that prompted me to get out with my trusty little camera and explore a little.
While you’re looking at these photos, imagine the warm sun, the smell of the new mown hay, the soft breeze that kept the wildflowers swaying and the twittering of the birds as they flew across the fields – all the simple things that make a country morning so special!