I wake up in New Castle...
First morning I bike to work after biking all across America.
But before work...
...a spin around the countryside.
Corn all around me...
....and the occasional sunflower.
Foxtails sparkle with dew...
But what's this weed attacking the corn?
How can something so beautiful be considered a weed?
Under my feet the ground is so dry.
The grass crunches.
I hear we're on track to be the driest August in history.
Morning glories at The Little House.
But I have work calling me.
Time to turn around and go back to town...
The old county courthouse.
Clock frozen at 7:30.
The Arts Park.
This corner of New Castle was a junk yard eyesore before Vicki Hale got ahold of it.
We still have dew on the leaves.
It's early enough.
I have time for a brief walk.
And look!
More morning glories!
They're everywhere!
Time for work.
The hospital.
I've worked there since I was 16.
Today is the big retirement party.
Sue and Judy.
These wonderful ladies have worked for us for over 40 years.
My Dad hired them when I was just a child.
They remember me in pigtails.
I can't imagine not seeing Judy and Sue at work everyday.
It's time to go home.
Back to Fishers where my family waits for me.
It's tough living in two places.
Traffic jam on 70.
An hour spent parked on the interstate.
Dang! It's hot outside!
Phone is dead.
No way to call home.
Trapped.
Lonely.
Get me outta here!
Finally... I get to Brixton Lane.
Sprinklers out back.
Baby trees dripping with gratitude.
Tom and Kitty waiting for me.
Home at last.
