It was a little past noon, and I was meandering down a country road – a detour off the interstate because of a multiple-car wreck. I drove past Mom and Pop stores, a barbecue restaurant run out of an old camping trailer, and stopped at the occasional traffic light.
Had I been more perceptive, I could have intuited the meaning of the cairns erected at the side of the road. It wasn’t clear if only the piles were for sale, or if I could select individual stones.
I should take a road less traveled more often. I see the most intriguing things.