Tuesday evening
The sky is a soft yellow in the west, going to a peachy shade where it's showing between the dusky clouds. They are not the massive storm-bringers, though one never can be sure how they may change in the darkness. The sun is down behind the mountains now, and even the highest ones are in shadow. I am sitting out here on the deck watching it go from gold to peach to rose. And to my delight, I have just seen a small bat dancing against the sunset, high over the neighborhood. Wait... it's two bats!... Sign in to see full entry.