The bright yellow wildflowers are absolutely bursting in this area right now. It kind of feels like I have this duty, this responsibility to stop and take pictures when I come across views like this. It feels like these views are begging to be shared with others.
I followed this bird around with my camera lens for a few minutes and took a few blurry pictures before finally catching this one:
There is a big rock in the absolute middle of nowhere where I built a small rock tower years ago. The wind or rain often knock the tower over so I restack them each time I pass.
The path was lined with flowers like I've never seen before. I loved the kaleidoscope of colors within the length of one picture frame.
I shared the dirt with lots and lots of cows over the course of those miles. It was almost like these multi-colored cows lined up in a row (with one cow in the background photo bombing the picture).
Those 14 hot, eye-burning miles were pure perfection.