Yesterday started out with fog but ended up warm with sunshine filling my space.
Like most evenings since I’ve been here, there wasn’t much of a sunset even though there were a few floaty clouds overhead.
The sun quietly slid below the horizon while I was busy talking on the phone.
It was a good way to end a day I’d spent mini adventuring. More on that in another post.
This morning, just like a certain sheltie-girl who will remain nameless, the light woke me at 6 a.m. The strange glow in the room had me leaping out of bed searching frantically for my clothes and then the camera.
Because this was outside:
The whole world was orange and I knew it wouldn’t last.
Sure enough, after only a minute or two the grey fog began to creep in, damp on my cheeks and the camera lens.
And the whole world changed to grey.
But wasn’t that orange moment worth getting up early for!
Katie says that would be a lesson well learned.
Edit: If you want to see an extraordinary sky, check out this post from 3 years ago about now when I was down here with Katie-girl.