This summer, I-65 has become the new I-75 in my life. Oddly enough, though, I find the drive from south to north or the reverse far less trying than the latter.  The landscape is more varied, there are more cities along the way, while all that stretch of I-75 I know so well offers, imprinted in my consciousness, is miles and miles of flat, red Georgia dirt with, it seems, nothing but oversized produce to distract. **Shudder.** I hate that stretch of road from Macon to Valdosta..
Anyway, the header up there was taken on I-65, somewhere in Kentucky. To get the full effect, you have to look at both extremes, on both left and right. I blew it up, zoomed and cropped as much as I could to help you out.
Some other scenes. They are randomly displayed, not in order in which they occurred. But all over the past month.

Even with the shades, blinded by the Knights.

At first I didn’t get it. But then I looked it up. So now I get it, but I still wonder what Hank thinks. Oh, hell, he probably likes it a lot.
 


Close encounters with kangaroos. Told you. I still don’t understand why they don’t wander past the wire. There’s no electrical fencing – I know that because once when we went, a keeper was among them, and she invited us to pet them – and as one nuzzled Joseph’s pocket, it went past the wire, didn’t jump up in shock or anything.  I know kangaroos can be dangerous animals (like any of them, I suppose), but they are so lovely and placid here. No joeys in evidence this time.
 

Victory over Goats.

Getting ready for the Inside Catholic Reading Circle.


Scenes: Parked. Field after visions.
 

Fourth of July, Homewood, Alabama. Waiting for the Vulcan (in distance)  to blow up.

Happy Fourth of July: Children from a Spanish-speaking family watching the fireworks. Mom wore a big “Jesus” t-shirt and leaned on Dad’s shoulder, helping him take photos. As usual, I am ridiculously moved.

Michael (far right) with his new best friends. You can see it better in the large version (click on image). The camerawork is awesome, I know. Someday I’ll figure it all out…