Betcha thought me dead, eh? Well, you’re not that lucky. And just in case you find yourself decrying any hope for my demise, the crinum lily spam has begun.
I only knew that sunrise was different because red was seeping in between the blind slats. These are looking east and southeast. Trust me, the images are a pale copy; the real deal was overwhelming.
Don’t know why our skies have become gigantic light shows, but we’ve lived here for 20 years and the change is recent. Must be, because I love looking up. Love clouds, the changes, the planes. The stars. Occasional blimps. God’s creation is beautiful.