Clouds Pass Thru

I set out to capture the sun...the wind...the ground and the sky. This day is too beautiful. Nothing I could possibly say or do...might describe it.

The fields are covered in sweet little buttercups. Overfilled with yellow.

The skies are postcard blue. The sun is warm and bright. The air smells like first signs of first spring. Only - we're almost into summer.

This pair caught my eye. Not becuase they are special...but because they are not. They're the same as all the others. Only - they don't seem to know it.

And - the clouds pass thru.