I was out shooting the fall crop. Or actually not shooting as the light was poor, the sun refused to come out from behind the clouds and the one opening did not coincide with the position of the sun.
However looking west rather than east was a bit more productive, so I changed my intent. My life seems ruled by serendipity; I rarely seem to come home with the pictures I originally intended. Not that I really care; the journey interests me more than the destination.