Thursday, June 21, 2012
Ed and I were driving up Interstate 75 in Michigan on Monday night through a rainstorm. As the rain subsided, the sun entered that magic moment stage.
Construction barrels, those orange ones that we all just love to see in the summer, were strung along the highway like necklaces that ran for miles. I had my small camera out to try to catch the lines of barrels.
This photo, of a golden yellow sky and reflection on the wet pavement, popped into my camera that evening.
Wanda Hayes Eichler