I’m just not used to driving in Iowa. The hills roll so slowly, it’s unnerving, like being in a dream where you can’t outrun someone chasing you. It’s been all lunchtime shows, and after each show I drive to the next town. On Monday I was driving west at sunset and took a bunch of pictures with my cell phone. I need a real camera. You could do a great photo series on old barns off the state roads in Iowa.
It’s so true. The barns are beautiful. I find the ones here in North Carolina tend towards the very beautiful too. But I totally get what you’re saying about the running and not being able to get away. Here, it’s what’s hiding around the next corner. There, it’s, “What can see me?”