colors.

Back roads (for me) serve as a way to whine down after a hectic day at work; which is most days. I set my iPod to shuffle Kings of Leon, roll down the windows and let my free hand float in the wind. The best days are when I come across things I would soo 'Twitpic' if I had the time to do such a thing.

A chicken crossing the road.
Old drunks falling out of Thompson's bar.
The town's crazy lady and her hairless dog sucking down a popsicle while starring aimlessly from the train tracks.
All of the skid marks I have left from forgetting the same stop sign has been there for years.

And, adorable quail traveling single file. I present to you: Our Wedding Colors.