Poppies

finally stopped to take poppy photos by the interstate. Before I was pulled all the way off the side into the grass I didn’t look that close to the interstat...
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finally stopped to take poppy photos by the interstate. Before I was pulled all the way off the side into the grass I didn’t look that close to the interstate. Opening the car door, knowing if a driver happens to look down to text or something, they only have about 12′ to correct before plunging into my car, looked different when stopped. I did stop closer to home so if an accident happened it’d be closer for hubby to have my body brought home. Well, that and I’d missed the pull off to shoot the fields near Clyde. I didn’t think I’d feel so paranoid. Next time, I’ll wait until I see a rest stop with pretty flowers.
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