Quite often after doing deliveries for the farm where I work, I’ll go for a walk in a nearby fallow field to decompress from the day and get some steps and fresh air. Last week on my walk far in the distance I saw something odd and out of place. Once I was close enough I realized what it was. Mind you this field is fairly out in the middle of nowhere. In the expanse of this recently plowed 15-acre plot of land was a very red metallic and mostly uninflated balloon tethered to another completely flat birthday balloon with ribbon and frilly fabric attached.

It was a curious little scene and it made me wonder how far it had traveled from the hand that possibly lost control of it and watched the cheery pair float off into the distance. They chose to land in this far-off field, a final resting place. The intention of bringing joy to some lucky recipient lost to me and the dirt.