Tag: Back Roads
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Obedience, Trust, and the Snapping Turtle Man
I like to travel back roads. Those winding roads where I’m more likely to meet a tractor going 25 than a semi going 80. That’s just how I roll. Kinda slow-like, past mossy ponds and cow pastures, through tree tunnels, around asphalt bends, over culverts through which flow creeks and cricks and branches once named…