Our drought-plagued state breathed a small sigh of relief this past week as rainstorm after rainstorm swept through much of the state. It’s not enough rain to repair the damage of several dry years, but it’s helping. Between the storms, Jim and I have found ourselves wandering the countryside and enjoying the late spring weather, especially in the evenings. Yesterday, we wandered around southeast Miami County, which is currently lush and green. The rural landscape is dotted with old cemeteries and a handful of tiny towns, though our truck’s brakes got a workout as deer, loose cows, and rabbits dashed across the gravel roads.
Wednesday night: In a matter of minutes, this rolled into my neighborhood Wednesday night.
Those clouds were followed by this.
Last night was lovely, so we jumped in the truck and went for a drive with no particular destination in mind. We found ourselves on our way to Miami County, and as we drove past Princeton, we saw a sun dog near the water tower.
As we drove through Southwest Franklin County, we spotted sun dogs in the sky near Princeton.
In Miami County, we discovered an old country cemetery. Spring Grove Quaker Cemetery was established in 1860, and it was especially picturesque in the setting sun.
Spring Grove Quaker Cemetery was established in 1860.
Spring Grove Quaker Cemetery, established in 1860.
Many of the headstones have weathered well, and their art, as well as the epitaphs, are still visible.
A hand holding a broken chain, Frank Royal, 1842-1870.
A hand points to the Holy Bible. Elizabeth Holaday, 1797-1874.
An angel carries the message of George Rising’s death to the heavens. George Rising, 1814-1884.
And just before the sun sank completely, we were treated to miles and miles evening primrose blooming along the gravel roads of Miami County.
Evening Primrose blooms along Miami County roads.