I am not a good passenger on road trips. I get queasy if I try to read, and am not always in charge of the music selections*, and start to feel guilty if I’ve requested photo stops more often than every three or four minutes. Sometimes, it’s just easier on everyone if I drive.

But it doesn’t always work out for me to be the driver, and that’s when stuff like this** starts to happen…

Tulia, Texas
photographed 12.30.2017

*Yes. I agree that I should always get to pick the music, with my impeccable taste and all.
** If you’ll feel better for knowing, I’ll tell you it was winter field, and an oncoming ice storm.