In some ways, this is my favorite time of year to drive in the country.
There is such beauty in the starkness of the woods.
Though, I do need snow in the worst way. It was 60+ degrees and sunny here yesterday.
We drove out here to visit this Hungarian Smoke House. And yes, that is a dead deer laying next to the truck. This is deer hunting country and there are deer processing places everywhere. The guy in front of us in line bought the last of the Hungarian kielbasa. We had to settle for buying Polish.
We passed this fabulous Victorian farm on the way.
This house made it look like Xmas lost the war. The entire yard was filled with deflated inflatables.
We stopped at this very patriotic country market. Notice the huge rooster in the roof?
And a patriotic pig. You never know what you are going to see on these country roads.