Penning Photography Daily

The clouds were like a long freight train, traversing the sky.

From horizon to horizon, the stream of white-topped clouds kept me company as we traveled down the long road towards sunset. The corn-stubble flat fields stretched into the distance on the left and right of the two-lane highway.

The setting sun was blinding, nearly straight in front of me. The reflection on the road was adding to the brilliance.

So, my sunglasses were on, and the visor was down.

But before that, I got this shot.

Priorities.