This was my view, through the windshield, on Saturday afternoon. Still about an hour away from the farmette, but totally quiet and deserted. Not to worry, I stopped the car in the middle of the road for this picture.
Many thanks to those of you who left a kind word in my comments section. My Dad made it through surgery and is out of ICU. Though he remains in the hospital, for the time being, he is doing better than expected.
"When the pretty birds have flown,
and you feel hurt and alone,
Be strong and carry on,
And remember that life goes on."