On the road in America, you see stuff – industrial and rural. The rural landscape gave me crosses. And the early morning light made the industrial blight seem almost blissful. Crossing a bridge – adventure! There is a time and place for all things.
The bigger the cross the more religion? Or, my “***” is bigger than yours? Driving across Kansas it’s a competition. You see religious signs exhorting you to come to Jesus. And there are signs from the “right to lifers.” The other side also has a say. Billboards offer adult toys. There are the occasional humorous signs. I almost am tempted to stop.