Every fall, we are reminded what makes our home town special – fall colors along the river bluff. Perhaps the best specimen is Detweiller Drive, a winding park road that slowly spills from high up on the bluff down to the river on the north side of town.

After spending the morning cleaning up from a monster storm the night before we decided to take advantage of the beauty that often follows by going for a drive up old Route 88 (called Rte 40 now). What we saw were amazing vistas where God blessed the earth. The rich soil here in the Mid-west produces beautiful, flowing fields and cast against billowing clouds on a Sunday afternoon felt close to heaven. Feast your eyes on these shots and the video and I hope you will agree.

Sometimes you plan and plan for the perfect shot. Sometimes the shot just lands on you. This is three of the latter. I believe the Saharan Sands drifted into the Midwest. As we sat down for the evening and looked out our window, the skies lit up in a red tone we had never seen.