Corn

I walked to our new library this afternoon. When leave the neighborhood you must carefully cross a four-lane highway (speed limit 55 mph) and the walk an entrance road totally bordered by a corn field. I didn’t think about the library and parking area being nearly surrounded by a corn field until today. Appropriately, the book was the third in a series by John Paul Evans about a guy who after a marriage breakup decided to walk from Seattle to Miami.