Today we had no pressing items on our agenda. As a matter of fact, there are rarely pressing items that we absolutely need to address anytime because we are retired and schedules are not really pertinent for us.
We decided to merely take a spin through that portion of Indiana near Clarksville and the Ohio River. We left our park in Clarksville headed to a good local meat market where we stocked up on some stuff to contribute to congestive heart failure but then drove east, trying to skirt the north shore of the Ohio River where it divides Louisville, Kentucky, from Indiana.
We were impressed with the birds and brilliantly green vegetation bordering the roads. As a matter of fact, we spotted numerous locations where there were big stands of marijuana or hemp intermingled with the soybeans. We didn’t yank any out because, not only was it the wrong time of year, the pot looked crummy. We did spot numerous forms of unique Americana along our path. It is very pretty here although the locals say it is extraordinarily green this year due to heavy recent rains.
You can see some pictures of this bucolic wonderfulness. Click the asterisk *