The orange glow of the sunset in the clouds with a plane and its contrail in the middle.
Sunset in living color in one of my favorite places in this state of Texas.
this week we are challenged to show our Muse, the thing that we keep coming back to photograph over and over. For me, that is the world. Mother Nature, Mother Earth, this tiny blue marble we call home.
Yesterday evening, we had another of those rainstorms that breaks up just in time to provide a spectacular sunset. And even the sky was bursting out with rainbows yesterday.
You can’t really see the colors in the second one, but you can see the faint arc of light. It was more vivid in person.
Two sets of prints in the sand, the other person a mile up the beach. Washington State in the late fall. I dream of going back.
This is from the porch of the Terlingua Trading Post, with the nearly full moon rising between the Chisos Mountains and Christmas Mountain.