We made a quick trip to
and back over the weekend to visit family and see some outstanding piano
playing by our grandchildren at a recital. Utah
On our return trip I occupied my time shooting photos out the side window while DH drove.
The front window was splotched with bug bodies, even though we did what we could to clear the carnage when we stopped for fuel.
Overhead the hawks were out scaring up dinner for their new family.
The sun was sliding down the sky in the west, leaving behind all kinds of purple shadows on the hillsides.
Sunlight was flaring back from house windows.
Sheep shorn of their winter coats and other kinds of livestock, such as cattle and horses, grabbed an evening snack before heading home.
Spring leaves caught the light and turned it to gold.
Big center pivot sprinklers were spitting out rainbows as they watered the grain fields.
As time passed the shadows grew deeper, defining the folds of the foothills.
Even the towns we traveled through looked scenic in the evening light.
Traffic wasn't bad. Along with a few cars we saw various kinds of trucks hauling everything from produce, to hives of bees on their way to new a new home, to freight like this load of tons of steel rebar.
Just before we reached home, the sun dropped down the horizon, turning the clouds all kinds of pinks and lavenders.