Driving, driving, driving, thinking...

So on my way home from a quartet gig tonight I realized something. My Civil War obsession is very gas-guzzling. I decided to take the road that goes through East Cavalry Field instead of Route 30. Yeah, it added a good five or ten minutes onto my drive since it's all curvy with a 25 MPH speed limit... but it was exactly that: a good five or ten minutes. It was so beautiful, the monuments glowing pink and purple and orange from the sunset, and the rolling hills of farms past the trees.

As much as I want to get out of this area sometimes, I do truly love this part of the country. During my trip westward last fall I remember feeling so uncomfortable in Iowa because I couldn't see mountains in the distance. Iowa is my least favorite state for this reason. The flatness and the tornadoes and Taco John's. Ugh.

Anyway, I think the point of this post was that I really like taking the long way home when it takes me through the battlefield because it's very pretty at sunset.