Look at how the orange light from the sky casts everything into a sort of warm glow. Check out my middle child's fashion statement. She has her own sense of style, which she pulls off quite nicely.
Here's a few minutes later.And about 2 minutes after that look how the sky has changed!
It wouldn't be a sunset picture without a windmill in the shot. Now the sky is orangish.
Now the sky is violet.
Now the sky is orangish and violetish (I'm not sure that's a word, but it's impossible to describe these sunsets).
They are magnificent. Gods true artwork.
Remember how I said these birthday roses could have been plucked from the sky during a West Texas Sunset. I know some of you thought I was waxing poetic.
Now you know I'm not poetic at all, it was just pure fact.
That was my memorable moment for this Monday, how about yours?