Monday, April 21, 2025
Time: 7:40 AM
Song: Some Days
Artist: Wheat
Mode of Consumption: Listening to MP3s on shuffle on way to work.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/4NCK4hiEiDanKc02HAYpKv?si=a9d665890c084965
Most of my commute is cutting through backroads of rural Whiteside
and Lee County between 7:30 and 8 AM. Needless to say, traffic is generally an
afterthought.
This morning it was a little different. The journey from our
house to Route 40, a five mile or so stretch, I had two cars in front of me and
two cars riding tightly behind me. Rural roads can be interesting because some
drivers will think they are on a highway and will pass no matter if it’s a
passing zone or if they can really see very far in the opposite lane. Our road
has several hills where oncoming traffic can remain hidden until the last moment,
and that’s not counting the plethora of critters that can dart in front of cars.
After the jog on Route 40, a car turns onto the next section
of Fulfs at Oak Knoll cemetery before me, and a black SUV is riding my rear.
I wait at two out of three crossroads for traffic between Rte.
40 and Prairieville. I finally find myself alone on the road after crossing
Palmyra Road at Prairieville, driving the last 10 miles to work without other vehicles
nearby.
When I get into Dixon, I turn onto 4th Avenue and
as that road inclines up a hill through a residential section, a fox scoots
across the road a hundred yards in front of me. He’s going fast, and disappears
into a small thicket of trees.
It’s a Monday morning, but it appears everybody is up to
meet the new week.
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