We slowed and pulled into the Savannah Family Diner. It looked like your customary truck-stop/diner...nothing fancy. We walked across the gravel parking lot and into the off-white building that needed paint. The sign said to seat ourselves. I had the roast beef dinner, soup and salad...all surprisingly very good. Lee seemed to know his restaurants. Afterwards, we all climbed back into the Impala for the return-ride home. We traveled on back-roads so Lee could drive at his leisure. However, the wildlife seemed unaccustomed to having automobiles come this way. We passed two dead raccoons; one large (dead) brown dog (boxer?); two flattened red-wing blackbirds, and one furry thing of questionable origins. We frightened one young deer who had mistakenly ventured onto the blacktop. Lee slowed for the animal, saying a deer could really make a mess of the sheet metal. It sounded like the voice of experience. I made the mistake of mentioning my interest in the tall, three-prop wind turbines spinning in the corn fields. The blades were each at least 40-feet long. I have always been interested in wind-power, but also wanted to get back to the house before dark. We approached the towers from all possible directions...whether I wanted to or not. After 137.4 miles, we were back to where we began this morning. Lee mentioned it might have been a bit much of a drive for one day. We would not go as far tomorrow.
"Tomorrow?"
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