The wide open spaces of the Midwest hold some of my favorite views. Even on a cloudy, rainy day. It seems that the wetness brings out the intense colors, cleans the dust off of everything.
As we took a little break and drove out into the country we kept seeing batches of these little purple flowers. The purple against the green of new grass drew my attention. Then a passing truck along a lonely road…it all spoke of the journey we make.
Sometimes the path is filled with pretty stuff that is easy to see. Other times we have to search for it. The point is to keep your eyes open, keep looking.