Driving north from Kansas City last night, with the rising low and barely past full, I have never seen it so luridly red.
I have learned a new word: "speed table". It's a synonym for a sleeping policeman.
Crossword puzzles are a good way to pass the time on a cross-country trip, so long as there is someone other than the driver available to read aloud clues, spaces, and letters.
We stopped in Fayetteville, Arkansas for a tour of a B&B which friends built. It's spectacular: it's the sort of &B I wish I could stay at (and afford to stay at) when traveling on a regular basis. I even liked how several of the beds had frames so substantial that they required steps to get into it.