Old barbwire fences, round bales scattered throughout the hay field, set against the backdrop of hazy mountain ranges disappearing into the distance…
I couldn’t pass up this beautiful scene – so I did a quick u-turn on the highway, parked in the farmers approach to the field, and walked along the ditch till I got this view in my camera lens.
This is along the southern end of Hwy 22, just before it meets the Crowsnest Hwy3.