Let us take a break from the town, shall we?
Expansion even out here. On the stretch of road between the I-16 offramp and Sandalwood. Sure not as much, but things are still changing. Even out here.
The summer of the Four Year Mark has passed and the cool Autumn air takes over the landscape once again.
Not too long ago a new organization set up in the county. The state said it would be best to set up a department of transportation. Especially after the massive length of highway through the region, as the other counties would have too much to manage. So the SDOT built it's first headquarters in the country. They chose the fork in the road, where Johnson has had his home for many years now.
With this growth comes change. The recent surge of residents have created issues of 'land ownership'. Never a concern in Sandalwood until now. Many farmers have set up fences to keep their cows in when not watching them. Roaming laws are still free in the county. However that may change.
Behind old Johnsons place lies a strange sight. A swamp of sorts settled between massive boulders. Ones of which residents have no idea how they got there.
The rocks jut out of the ground like miniature monoliths surrounding the area below. Rain water accumulates in the ditch and becomes heaven for frogs and mosquitoes of the like.
The clear skies of the day close in and prepares for a cold front. The clouds thicken and the winds pick up. It wont be fall for much longer. Looks like Mr. Johnson down there should pack up his gear quick.