Springfield, Missouri is laced by an interconnected web of trails and bike lanes. At least partially designed to promote safe routes for children to walk or bike to school, there’s a beautiful one behind the middle school near my mother’s house.
It runs alongside a creek, that on this trip, proved to be actually under the creek.
So my morning walks turned into Highway 60 strolls.
Not quite what I was going for, but it’s fairly low traffic on the far west end of town, with wide safe sidewalks and a signaled crosswalk at the school.
Interspersed with neighborhoods, the school, and a business or two, are the prairie grasses and wildflowers that line the road and stretch out across the as yet unconquered fields.
A riot of splendid defiance of order firmly imposed.
Rambling ... 