I had one crazy, stressful summer. I started commuting in June an hour 20 minutes twice a day. To compound the misery, I was not working simple 8 hour days. My days were at least 10 hours and when I wasn't at work, I was on call 24/7. The best part of my day was the drive home through the country. I would pause and snap a shot. By the time I got home, although exhausted, I was grateful for the beauty at the end of my day. The sun bounces on the tips of the corn stalks just out of Coburg, Oregon.