What is it about sky that I find so fascinating? Always I've needed to have what I call "big sky" - the abilility to see relatively unobstructed from horizon to horizon. This sight greeted me early yesterday evening. Fog had rolled in after heavy rain. The sun was still just above the hills across the valley but I'd been drawn outside by the fog I could see outside my window and a peculiar white light.
I looked behind me - the sky was dark, the storm had passed but that white light was the sun shining through the mist and fog and the retreating storm.
Another rainbow!
I've seen so many lately.
A good omen I was thinking.
Then I turned back to the west.
From white to gold, the sun had begun to set.
And then this morning - the harvest moon still high in the sky at 6:30
A layer of mist shrouding the river and the hills beyond.
Fascinating the changes in the sky - just wanted to share the mystery.
