Today I went to Grand Island to enter my things in the State Fair. It rained all morning (we got an inch and a fourth), but the storm bands were moving east, and the rain was supposed to stop around noon. So, in the interest of not getting quilts and textile arts wet, I waiting until the rain stopped before loading the Jeep and heading southwest.
As I drove, I could see the storm clouds billowing to the east. On the radio, I learned that the storm had intensified and was throwing down hailstones an inch in diameter. But directly overhead, I had blue skies.
There was no shortage of ORTs (Obligatory Red Trucks) today. All these photos of red trucks are because, before I realized I was doing it, a friend teased me about the pictures I often took of them. Thereafter, I resolved to take as many photos of red trucks as possible, entirely for said friend's benefit. 😅 And, just for a bit of cream, red trucks spice up the scenery quite nicely!
We used to get gas at this little old-fashioned gas station when I was a little girl. Now it's a trendy cafe.
Someone always has to go and spoil the color scheme. And they're so *blatant* about it, too!
Loup River
Our new fire station
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.