I say all the time, that my husband and I both take these photos even though it is usually me who holds the camera. I say that because he has to put up with me when we're driving along. If I see something like this, with the purple mountain behind the golden prairie, I yell, "Stop!" He's so good natured, he stops as fast as he can and we capture the photo. :) He watches for traffic, and makes sure we stay safe while we're taking photos.
West of Choteau, Montana, the heavens opened, spilling golden light across the land. One second before this happened the earth was dull and grey. You never know when the next photograph is coming your way. It's what I love about doing this.
