On my way to visit Alex I took a wrong turn and ended up on a beautiful backroad detour. I am calling this place "cow heaven" because it was one of the most serene things I have ever seen. Not pictured: a goose floating on the pond. It was straight out of a children's book.
This was supposed to be a cool reunion picture with my baby brother, but he fell asleep before I got to Bloomington. Instead here I am, sad and alone and laying on the floor, wearing the cool hat I made him a couple of years ago.
Wake up soon little brother. Who needs the third grade anyway?