Even some of life's tougher days can have fun moments. Driving home tonight I noticed a hot-air balloon in the distance, then two, then three, then four. I was watching the sky, with half an eye on the road ahead of me, when I came around a curve and saw this:
Apparently, it was the 4-H Balloon Festival and my route home went right through the middle of it. At sunset.
To the gods of pleasant surprises, I offer heartfelt thanks!