Sunday my man and I were driving around town when I spotted a scene that looked so surreal, I yelled "Stop the car!" Being the understanding, obliging and used to my outbursts kind of guy that he is...he pulled over. Luckily, I had my digital with me and proceeded to jump out of the car, ready to catch this bizarre scene on film forever. I gazed at the acres of rolling pastures before me and tried to imagine what had produced the view before me. We had obviously been visited by something huge and their must have been a lot of them. The hills were dotted with their droppings. Talk about the abundance of animal fertilizer...I could grow some fabulously big tomatoes with this stuff. I'm only grateful My man and I came along after they were long gone...they must have been some Killer Rabbits!!!!
Ok..OK...I know they are hay bales and their is no such thing as killer rabbits. But, come on, you know that's what you think of when you see these things in the fields. Of course I also think of those old fashioned Root Beer candies. You know..the candies that look like little barrels. Omg..I am really dating myself now..I should shut up before you think I am 92. Seriously, I got into the habit of yelling "root beer candies" everytime I saw these things. My husband hated it and I finally promised not to do it anymore. That made him happy. So next time you come across a field like this, just imagine the giant killer rabbits that made it possible. Until next time, be kind and stay creative.
P.S....don't tell my hubby, but I still mutter "root beer candies" under my breath...Hey..some habits are hard to break.