ONCE UPON A TIME, I thought Sunday afternoon drives were reserved for farmers checking out the crops or for old people with nothing more important to do.
No longer do I think that. I now welcome these day trips into the country for the solace, the beauty, the discovery, the photo ops, the joy of whiling away an afternoon with no specific destination.
I love wide skies and open fields. I love old barns and gravel roads and cows grazing and tidy rows of corn. I love country.
In this crazy fast-paced world of scheduled activities and rare free time, such impromptu rural jaunts are to be embraced.
If you have not discovered the Sunday afternoon drive, you are missing out on one of life’s simplest and most soul satisfying pleasures.
FYI: The edited photos featured here are from a recent Sunday afternoon drive south and east of Faribault and then west and north of Owatonna looping back to Faribault. All images were shot from the passenger seat of our van at highway speeds, or slightly under.
Copyright 2013 Audrey Kletscher Helbling