yesterday
the western larch
were cloaked in their golden hues
most the day was cloudy gray
and
then the sun came out to show off the beauty even more
yesterday
the western larch
were cloaked in their golden hues
most the day was cloudy gray
and
then the sun came out to show off the beauty even more
Two morning images of Sinopah mountain.
The first morning was quite windy, the next smooth as can be with mist rising.
What a difference a day makes.
Star gazing with my friend and a camp neighbor I noticed light glowing over the crest of a mountain. We were on the eastern side of the Rocky Mountains. No cities nearby, only small towns, meaning no big lights. “What is that I asked?”. Many man-made items were the guess by one of us. The glow grew larger and to my eyes softly green. The light began to pulse (UFO’s came to mind).
A moment later a brilliant star appeared over the mountains ridge. My first consciously observed star-rise! So beautiful. Seemed magical and profound. Often it is day… then it is night and there are stars. To see a star rise felt holy.
Lovely day and beyond to you.
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