Yep, there it is, the Crossroads of America! Except that you darn near can't get there from here.
There are 102 lakes in the county I grew up in. I don't know if they included the ponds in their count, but there are ponds like this or wide bends in slow rivers almost everywhere you look. Great for fishing holes or skinny-dipping when we were teens. Also great for breeding swarms of mosquitoes that can trace their ancestors all the way back to the original Plagues of Egypt.
Aunt Iggey, with her eye on a fly, or perhaps just contemplating the future.
The Graduate on her Big Day.