Sunny with a chance of hamburger buns
Bakery debris on the 75 expressway was strangely peculiar. First, I drove south through crashed pieces that might have been bakery trays. Then suddenly, I was driving though hundreds of sliced hamburger buns bouncing around, blown by passing cars, and getting squished between the Campbell and Arapaho exits.
After work I headed north up 75. Took the George Bush Turnpike exit on the high overpass through WHAT? Remains of a watermelon hailstorm on the George Bush overpass! Curving around the ramp to head into the sun and pulling down the visor, when bunka chunka chunka, I was zooming through the middle of the mess. Am I a road warrior or a picnic caterer?
five-lined skink, Eumeces fasciatus.
© 2011 Nancy L. Ruder