The heat is on, global warming cuts its teeth in our fabric. So, I am starting to dream of the sunsets we had early in the year when clouds filled the sky, temperatures where just right, and the sunsets where beyond imagination.
The first sunset photo for my feel shows the best colors you can hope for in a sunset.
Looking down from the Rogge Mountain Ranch into the San Joaquin Valley, the lights of Merced show, below the clouds, below the sunset.
And yet, there are more colors possible during a sunset. I wonder sometimes, what our forefathers thought when seeing the light just before the sun was setting…