At Random . . .

When you’re with the Flinstones . . . My parent’s driveway, BTW.

Moxie rock hunting at abandoned school site.

Gorgeous wildflowers on a country road that you’ll see in a later picture.

A snake crosses the road and Dad jumps out to take a picture.

“Free Couch” the sign reads. That’s the porch of the Masonic Lodge in some near ghost town. I forget the name, but Sean could tell you. If these couches could talk . . . Creepy Masons.

Lemonjinny stops to take a photo of such a nice little cemetery - but what is lurking in the brush?

Ooooooh . . . that’s one mad Mama Turkey! Look close in the first picture and you can see a chick about a foot behind her. There were about five of them.

Well, that’s enough for today.