Late in the evening I was feeling bored and restless, so Husband suggested we go for a drive. Desperate for a picture, but not wanting to stop, I snapped this out the front window.
For most of the drive we were stuck behind a truck going extremely slow - much slower than the speed limit. Although frustrating, I refused to let my husband pass. I am really so terrified of passing on these small highways. I have this fear that we'll start to pass and then a big truck will suddenly appear coming straight towards us!
