SUNSET ON THE BACKSIDE OF A LATE WINTER STORM
SUNSET ON THE BACKSIDE OF A LATE WINTER STORM High in the eastern sky they loom, yet fading, moving away from the setting sun that now softens their ominous darkness, paints them softly in a shade of salmon that belies the fury that they brought. The storm has passed. River is full of its water, Air... Sign in to see full entry.