Down on the Farm: Rest stops
On the way down to a Twins game a couple of weeks ago, I stopped at a rest area along U.S. Highway 10 just east of Detroit Lakes.
Tucked on a hillside in lake country, the place was neat as a pin. A crew busily cleaned the winter residue out of the shrub beds and freshened up the bark mulch.
In the parking lot, a retired couple ate their lunch out of an open cooler. Their van's license plates said New Brunswick.
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