To avoid the crowds these days, I take late evening strolls. I’ve a painter friend who likes to look at clouds, which prompted me to notice them more intentionally. Last evening, I saw the clouds change from a placid white to orange to dramatic red.
Here’s the sequence, just within 20 minutes before sunset at 9:30 pm. Yes, wait till June and we get light till ten. I didn’t have my camera with me, so I just used my cell phone. For authenticity, I’ve kept these photos in their original form.
I’ll begin with this view from the escarpment high up, the same spot I saw my moose/elk neighbour:
After a few minutes, the clouds began to change to a golden hue:
Then into a Turner painting:
From golden to pinkish delight, marshmallows in the sky:
And in another part, the scene was more dramatic with a streak of lava splitting through:
Here are the panoramic takes of the lava in the sky:
Red sky? Or red clouds and blue sky? No matter, with scenes like these, words became unimportant. But words did come up in my mind… Red sky at night, birder’s delight. I knew what tomorrow would be good for.