Morning treat on the walk to work.
Sky
Mid-morning darkness. A storm she’s a-brewin.
Crazy weather seems to draw people out of their homes and into the elements. Wendy and I enjoyed a blustery walk at the airpark. An hour later the sky was a solid sheet of dismal grey and rain was pouring down. Timing is everything.
Hurry before it’s gone.
I went shopping for some vittles and looked up. That in itself is unusual. However, the sky seemed a bit pink, muted, pastelish and rather pleasant. When I came out, holy mackerel Batman. There’s fire in the sky. Knowing the time for enjoying this was short, I rushed to the alleged truck (it’s old with undetermined usability left – but that’s another post) and grabbed the camera. Blackberry, actually, but no bells and whistles. I hate bells and such. A couple of clicks and here’s the evidence.
Transient, maybe, but who says value and beauty must be graspable and bankable?
