This past Sunday was a beautifully clear, crisp day and a perfect opportunity to go for a drive. Kobe enjoys car trips, so he joined me. Those smudges you see on the window are compliments of his tendency to smush his nose against the glass.
The first thing we came upon was a pen of goats. One goat in particular was very forward, and I wasn’t entirely sure that my presence outside his fence wasn’t going to drive him to escape.
Next I passed this road sign. At first I just thought it was one of those funny rural street names, like Old Yellow Schoolhouse Road (one I actually came across that day).
Upon closer examination, I discovered the street name was actually just stating the obvious.
This would explain the crookedness:
It’s a good thing they put a sign there, because the bridge itself wasn’t enough of a warning.
However, should you decide not to heed the sign, you and your car would have the opportunity to swim in this lovely location.
After two hours of nose smushing, goat tempting, and bridge watching, Kobe was exhausted.
What a great story. It could really be a kids book.