A Blanket of Gold

I rode out to do some painting while the weather was good. Looking for the edges of the city, I ended up on a hill of dirt in one of the areas they're developing, and there I found this beautiful transition between purple thistles and gray-green weeds and the yellow canola. That's really why you want to be on the prairies -- to go out in July and see the rolling golden blanket beneath a pure blue sky and be wrapped in the heavy scent of clover.

Then I was thoroughly bitten by bugs and had to ride home through a field of mud. Good times!