I notice lots of things when I'm driving.
I steal a glance at the landscape as I go by
and see so many scenes worthy of a painting.
Three brown calves standing in a rocky, tree lined creek
on a sunny morning.
Four horses in various shades of pale
standing under a tree with spreading branches
as the rain falls around them.
Immense fields of yellow buttercups,
waving fields of green spring wheat.
Such are the scenes of a day in May.