On our way to Drumheller last week, Nat and I noticed a group of five buildings on the top of a hill by the highway.
“That would make a great picture,” she said, and I agreed. We decided to stop for a couple of minutes on the way home so that I could get the shot. If that is, the light was good.
On the way back, several hours later, the light was good. But as we blasted by the spot, I demurred. “Well, I don’t want to delay our return, and anyway, we’ve already passed it.”
Nat forced me to turn around.
Thanks, Nat!
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