On the road this morning.

July 21, Rock Creek.

Jeremiah went off the road in the fog of the morning somewhere on Route 534.  Nobody was hurt, and the cookhouse's truck was sent to pull him back on track.  I drove alone, as most mornings this year, one thing or another going on along the way and Fridman stays behind.  The road was familiar, although we usually do it from north to south, rolling hills and flag-wrapped porches on farmhouses, outsized barns, corn fields.  Ohio is still my favorite state to travel through.