Last night’s view over the pasture

Last night brought one of those views that makes every farm chore pause.

Mount Rainier stood bright and clear beyond the pasture, the autumn trees were beginning to turn gold, and a single hot air balloon drifted quietly across the wide blue sky.

The old red tractor rested in the foreground, making the whole scene feel like a portrait of life here — work, beauty, and a little bit of wonder all sharing the same field.