Wide Open Spaces
So I pass this field twice a day, everyday, on my commute to work. I had this plan of getting up early and taking a nice shot of the cows that usually graze the field in the warm morning light with the big sky overhead. I get up at the crack of dawn, traipse through the muck of recent rains in the road drainage and discover that the cows didn't get the memo. They were all huddled over in the back corner a mile away. Freakin' divas.