Driving home after our weekend out of town, my sweetie and I spent several hours in the car today traveling on stretches of two-lane highway flanked by big fields of bright-green crops, massive rolls of golden-brown hay, and an occasional cluster of cows or horses.
To pass the time, we listened to past episodes of This American Life (available to us free via podcast, which I absolutely adore). One of the many stories we heard was about a man who dresses in a Superman costume many days every week, and goes out in public wearing the full regalia. It’s a pretty interesting story, and brief, too. You can listen to it here if you’d like.
Anyway, we’re listening to the story about Superman, when suddenly we see a schoolbus-yellow, sparkling clean crop duster flying very low overhead. It circled over the field on our right two times, so we got to enjoy the sight for a good 20 seconds or so.
The vibrant yellow plane, amid an amazingly-stunning bright blue sky (with huge fluffy white clouds interspersed), flying low against Ireland-green crops, all while hearing a story about Superman…. It really was a sight to behold, and an experience to savor.
Which I did.