I took these pictures on my phone when I was running on Saturday. I know, I know, I should have been a professional photographer. Just look at that lighting, the way those rays of sunshine hit those quaint bales of hay. You can't fake that kind of artistic genius. Joking aside, it really was a beautiful morning, so quiet and peaceful and sometimes I wish I lived farther from the noise of the city. City meaning Provo. Clearly I did not grow up in a real city or I wouldn't be complaining about being overwhelmed by the rush of Provo.