Racing With the Sun

Zooming along I-90 across the plains of eastern Montana toward the western mountains I call home. The sky played cloud games and let the sun split its seams in places; other places, it was a glaring clear sky. We're home now...safely ensconced in familiar places...SiBonz asleep on the sofa and Priss snuggled on laps in turn. No more road food...although it was good, the snackables were deadly! 

Now...to prepare for the inevitable on Wednesday....