On my way home one evening, the sunset drew me down a country road, off of busy 41, to pull over and admire the sky. I loved the way the clouds meandered away into the distance, the way the puddle reflected the road sign...a cat paused briefly, before continuing to the night hunt. A kind farmer came down the road in his pickup with his significant other, asked if I needed help. "No, just an artist, taking pictures and admiring the view". He smiled and continued on his way.
On my way home one evening, the sunset drew me down a country road, off of busy 41, to pull over and admire the sky. I loved the way the clouds meandered away into the distance, the way the puddle reflected the road sign...a cat paused briefly, before continuing to the night hunt. A kind farmer came down the road in his pickup with his significant other, asked if I needed help. "No, just an artist, taking pictures and admiring the view". He smiled and continued on his way.