We made a quick
trip to Utah
and back over the weekend to visit family and see some outstanding piano
playing by our grandchildren at a recital.
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.
