The drive home

As we headed home last night the light on the fields and vineyards was gorgeous. The lush green fields of corn were glowing in the last minutes of sunlight.

‘Stop the car’ Brian exclaimed, ‘I want to take a pic’. I’m used to this, and I’ve learnt that it can literally be a case of minutes and the opportune moment will pass.

I pulled over, safely manoeuvring onto the grass verge. Brian jumped out, got a bit of height by standing on the sill of the car door, and snapped a few of pics.

Moments later the light had gone.

What a gorgeous drive home.