By nature, I'm an early riser. Over the course of a year I watch the 5:00am sky move from the dark of night, to the earliest dawn-light of summer. This time of year the sky is near pitch black and Orion sits well above the horizon. I feel as if he calls "hallows" to my day. Sunrise arrives just a few minutes later each day and, as often happens this time of year, clouds create a vivid reminder of natures abundance. Perhpas, you can see why the sky fills my soul daily.
Just as I came down for breakfast the sky to the east shone with a variety of cloud shapes and heartbreakingly beauitful pink clouds and to the west, the clouds were salmon pink cotton balls.
Twenty minutes later, as I drove away from home, the clouds reflected the rising sun.
They gathered over the mountains adding color, depth and relief to the landscape. I wonder what people think of the grrl with the camera, who stands in awe, her mouth and eyes wide open to the beauty.