Wednesday, September 16, 2009
I drive about 5 miles down Highway 26. I am surrounded by wheat fields on both sides. In the spring and early summer, they are gloriously green. Late summer they turn amber. Right now the wheat has been harvested and square bales of hay that look like Shredded Wheat biscuits dot the fields. On a clear day, I can see the Grand Teton. Just the tip of it, very small in the distance. But I never ceased to be amazed that I can see that magnificent mountain from my "commute."
I have a goat friend - although occassionally it's a llama friend - that's tethered to a post off the shoulder of the road. He just munches on the grasses. It's always fun to see him. Train tracks run alongside the highway and sometimes in the morning, I'm racing along with a train and the rising sun plays peek-a-boo between the train's cars.
This time of year, the way the earth is tilting, we still get plenty of daylight here in Idaho, but the sun is never directly overhead, it's always a bit angled. And it makes everything golden. All day. But especially during the mornings and the evenings...during my commute. And with the amber wheat fields, the mist of the sprinklers, and the sunshine, the orange sky looks just like a painting.
I love it.
What's your commute like?