We decided this afternoon (because, really what’s the point in rushing into a decision?) to head back to Iowa for the weekend. Mainly to see my little cousin get married (Congrats Heather!!!) and because we hadn’t made it back home since Christmas we were due.
Soooo……Howdy, from the World’s Biggest Truck Stop. No seriously, that’s where we are. And because I’ve made this damn commitment I’m here at midnight taking pictures while the occasional trucker with his 44oz Mt. Dew, 7 day old facial hair, and toothpick between his lips walks by and gives me a look that clearly says “What the hell are you doing?”
Nothing says Iowa like a Deere. No editing on this as I’m writing from the car and the new mac. I don’t have PS on it (yet!) and I didn’t want to drag two computers along with me.
Deere at Truck Stop:

3 comments:
Appropriate!
just a quick note to let you know we enjoy looking at your photo gallery.
Thanks Rita and Ashlea!
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