Highway Barbery

Way different from the western states, Ohio

highway barbers use pretty green and yellow

tractors with a robotic side arm and hand; and drive on the

highway itself, while the arm moves the hand over the

vegetation on the shoulder regardless of slope or

steepness, and the robot can do the “Talk to the Hand”

stance to vertically trim bushes and trees!

Just FYI.



Morning Round of May

Highway engine noises rumble, babble, bang

Bird wings flutter, whish, whir

Nest chirp noises beg, chorus, crave

Non-stop until one by one chirps cease

Highway engine noises roar, growl, grumble

Bird wings pulsate, flap, flurry

Nest chirp noises warble, clamor, chirrup

Non-stop until food stills each peep

Highway sounds

Wing commotions

Nest twitters





I’m Supposed to Learn This?

Let’s go the back way to the mall in Boardman, Ohio! Turn left out of the driveway—go north on Hwy 9—wind around pretty farms, large red or white barns, two to three story houses, snowy fields, the United School District—pass Hwy 172—stay on 9—oh, that’s Wenona Road to the right and it has a great meat store down a ways—oh, there’s Andy and Danielle’s farm there to the left, and there’s Cindy and Vernon’s place to the right in that yellow house, and Eugene and Rita live on the left in that gray house after you pass the “Leaving” Something sign—at the red light turn left on route 45—stay on 45, curving, curving—pass Junction 14, go and then turn right on 62/45/9, no wait turn left, no right, a short ways on a four-lane highway—go to the stop sign and turn left on 62 again to Canfield—turn right on 165 east at a stop light—drive thru Greenford—go through a four-way stop light—now we’re on east 165 and you pass through Beaver Township—turn left at the light on Hwy 164, or South Ave—turn left on Market Street, or Hwy North 7—oh, this is the wrong way to the mall—I’ll show you a better way on the way home—the GPS doesn’t know everything—


Road Construction Ahead

(This is the last of today’s posts.  A lot of interesting things happened today, as we finished our trip home from Kentucky)

Stuck on the highway on a sunny afternoon

between a grassy field to the left and a corn circle to the right

cicadas singing enthusiastically in the fields

All quiet, otherwise, except

for a cattle hauler, two cars in front of us

its unsettled cattle stomped, mooed

shook the truck back and forth

the driver even got out to check on them

then vehicles from the west started coming through

so much for a pastoral-type moment