It’s both a blessing and a curse that I live so close, in fact am virtually surrounded by large fields. This time of year the pollens flow freely and I’ve developed, over the past few years, some allergic symptoms to all of the otherwise beauty and abundance of the flowering shrubs and grasses. Never-the-less, I do take the time to appreciate what’s given in my surroundings and I’ll take the blessings of nature over my frustrations any day. On this particular evening the bales were still there, cut, baled and ready to be taken in for storage. The sun and clouds/coastal fog were doing a dance for a while when most of the clouds just vanished before the sun set. The trailing color was stunning.
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