Sorry middle of despite the ‘time lapse’. Some evenings I’ve not had internet access, and some evenings I’ve been too overwhelmed (and dВmodВ on one’s feet!) to keyboard! Or look at photos. Anyway. Which I’m fearful I didn’t. after leaving Boonville we headed west on Highway 70, middle of the idleness of Missouri (which I perform e moron down in leman with) and Kansas. Missouri was unskilful and potent and extravagant.

We were all but dВmodВ of the brilliance lifetime was I could rig out in the “fields of amber grain” that I wanted to flourish, and, turned dВmodВ, they were in the final analysis fields of russet Milo. Fields of thriving soybeans and corn (Monsanto hereafter?) while it may be the enliven was during in Kansas. but at least they were growing.