What a perfect morning for a ride. I allowed Blue to choose our course today; I was heading up the highway toward town, but just a short distance from home, he signaled that he was interested in going into a cornfield. Sometimes I let him have a choice in where we'll go. After all, he's the one doing the work.
The man who farms there has a path he uses to drive through the corn, so we weren't trampling any of his crop.
Probably the reason Blue chose this path is because he loves the taste of corn, stalks and all. He can grab a bite so fast, he doesn't even have to slow his pace.
No matter what the rest of the day brings, its beginning was perfect.