It was one of those perfect mornings...the air was a crisp 59 degrees with a misty haze hanging in the background.
As far as the eye can see, the rolling hills are covered with bluebonnets.
This time of year, there are no words adequate for describing the views.
The colors are not limited to blue. Sometimes an entire pasture will be yellow, pink, and even orange.
Whatever the season, I can always find beauty while traveling the countryside.