Driving towards the farm, I looked up and saw this fiery sunset off to the west and I gave chase, camera between my knees. Caught up with it over a hill – don’t quite know where I was – and got this just as the sun dropped below. Another three minutes, and I would have missed. A minute earlier and it would have been better. This time, between 4 and 6, is by far my favorite time to take photos. I have learned what all photographers know – mid-day is not my friendly time. I’m losing my mind, and enjoying it for a change.