I wish I could say that I took these photos. I really do.
My husband told me last night after dinner that it was going to be an interesting sunset. And then he grabbed the camera and headed outside.
Did you know that wuthering is a Yorkshire word that refers to turbulent weather?
We had some turbulent weather before this sunset. It began to rain as I was pulling into our driveway and by the time I got into the house, it was a downpour. Turbulent. And we do live on a hill, hence the heights.
I can’t believe how beautiful it was last night and I love how the setting sun is playing off those dark clouds, and the deep blue of the sky.
Oh my, oh my, oh my.
There’s where I was sitting, right there in the living room in my favorite spot. I was probably writing yesterday’s post. Or playing in Photoshop.
I am so glad he took the camera outside. What a surprise to see these beautiful photos on the memory card just now. I love all the dramatic colors.
These last two are my favorites.
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On another note, I loved reading your comments on yesterday’s post about Ken Burns’ national parks film that’s airing all this week. My husband and I would love to see some of the parks in the west. It’s something to aspire to, anyway.
Thanks to everyone who comes by here to visit. You make it worth the effort and I’m glad to have you as my guests. Until tomorrow, then . . .