There, Just There, in the Winter Sky — Sunday, January 16, 2022

Sometimes the sky looks bruised, just before the sun comes up. Although, these are my favorite colors

I must confess, I love the evening sky, as the setting sun kisses a wee stream of clouds

Back to early, early morning when the trees and all seem like dark shadows of themselves

Then that amazing golden hour when the land is touched by, well…gold

Winter is hard, but still, just there, yes, right there, is the beauty of a most unusual kind. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,


There, Just There, Glimmering in the Sky — Thursday, June 10, 2021

Last evening, as the day softened into the evening, I saw a Rip in the sky

Or possibly something ghostly–glistening in the sunlight and dancing along with the clouds

The tiny white speck is a jet going west

It stayed a long, long time, never changing until a cloud passed over it and I forgot to look again.

I wonder what it was. 🙂

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,