This is what we do: The captain drives. I take photographs.
Sometimes the car is moving slow, sometimes fast. Country road or highway, it makes no difference to me. I have a quick trigger finger when it comes to the shutter. Focus and shoot. Click, click. I look around when we are stopped at a light; sometimes we pull into a parking lot when something catches my eye (the hot dog sign, below, for example). And we just might stop for a moment, right on the road, if nobody's behind us.
We started off today by the side of the road, by the river, waiting for a rocket launch that never happened. Too windy. I took a few photos of the river through the front windshield while we waited. After the launch was scrubbed, we headed to a local diner for eggs and country fried steak and grits (well, that's what I had) and then just decided to drive around, to see what we could see. I wasn't in the mood for nature trails and back roads so we stuck to the streets. Come on along with us.
I really must remember to put my window all the way down.
This is what we do. We drive. We look. We see.