Old Plantersville Road

If today were the last day of your life, where would you want to be?   This is not a trick question.   There are no right or wrong answers and everyone makes an A.   So take a magic mental ride to Wherever-the-Land moves you…

As for me, I’d be on Old Plantersville Road in Montgomery County, Texas, USA, which is where I was today.   The county workers were mowing the grass and weeds along OPR while I walked with my old dog Annie and the smell of freshly mowed winter clover was intoxicating.   Clouds hid the Texas sun but they were friendly non-threatening light grey wisps that moved quickly from west to east and didn’t bother me a bit.

I have friends that live in the pastures in the small farms along Old Plantersville Road.   At least, I consider them to be friends as I consider OPR itself to be a friend, but these beauties have limited interest in me and my dog.

Ho hum.   Just another day in Paradise.

Is that an Apple?

Let’s pretend we don’t see it.

Ok.  How often do we see an Apple on our fence post?

It’s such a pretty Apple, and it smells so good.

Who was it who warned us about eating Apples?   I’m thinking they were kidding.

I don’t think one little Apple could be a problem.   Let’s go for it.

Delicious.   And I don’t feel the least bit guilty, do you?   Nope.

The End.

This is why I love Old Plantersville Road.

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From one of my earliest posts – when Pretty and I were “bi-stateual” in 2012 – I was in Texas on Worsham Street in Montgomery and Pretty was in South Carolina at Casa de Canterbury.