A rainy afternoon drive between New York and Michigan ended in Saline, with my good friend Maureen, long talks over excellent coffee, and a misadventure in search of the cheapest bushel of apples in the neighboring orchards... The unbelieveably good prices were in fact merited - it was hard to find an unbruised apple. But, whatever, they're going into sauce in a the next day or two - right? We worked hard to convince ourselves this was true and worth the climbing.
Eventually, I set out homeward on Rt 90 with a great mix of sun, clouds and color...
I remember it being a relatively quiet drive home (except for the excitement of a detour or two - really they should TELL you when an exit leads to a highway with no other exit for 10 miles!!). After all the week's activity, I was glad just to take in the scenery and shifting light.
- again, a haphazard on-the-drive snapshot introducing some mysterious sloping.



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