Travel Musings

A recent road trip took us through miles and miles of trees in full fall color and pastures with grazing cows with many newborn calves. We saw hundreds of bales of hay, stacked and stored in anticipation of winter, barns filled to overflowing.

I wondered how long it takes the people who stacked those bales to get to the grocery store—and how often they go.

These are my autumn musings. What are yours?