It may be possible to explain the colors in the sky by understanding what particles are descending.
I was enjoying the flaming sky or the depth of a blue lit panorama of cloud. No explanations. Just in happy ignorance.
Science has brought in a spoiler. Fortunately the chance is slim for my remembering and sorting it all out.
The sky is painted in different strokes each night as it preens outside my window. I am so grateful for its brilliance and variety.
This blog keeps us walking about, gawking at buildings, enjoying construction pits. It will be largely pictorial. It supplants my SidewalkSuperBlog which is running shy of space for photos.
These images have been randomized but the theme for me this day was a) glorious weather; b) familiar places now shuttered; c) old haunts surprisingly still thriving. And of course, an extra-territorial icon still standing. The memories along the way span many many years.
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