Country roads

Sometimes I take supper to my hubby in the field , or shuttle him from one field to another. The other day he asked me to bring the old black truck so we could bring some seed home. I dont drive it very often and I forgot how big it is compared to my car. I also forgot how great it feels like to cruise down the gravel, windows open, radio cranked, making a dust plume down the country road. I love summer.