5.25pm

A bright day that had a softness in it's breath, until dusk,

when the blue air stung with a bite in it.

4.45pm

A splendid day where Jacob's Ladders climb across the seeping sky

and the sun begins and ends in a volcanic glory.

9.45am

We awoke to rain on the rooftop,

all day rainbows chase the sun around the mountains.

5pm

A cold, lovely day.

Sun bleeds into the evening sky.

7.45am

A cold moonlit dawn.

The garden sparkles as though stars have fallen in the night.

5.10pm

One of those days, those perfect days that dawns with a

full moon blue sky that betokens a day of hard, bright sun, 

and ends with one that foretells a hard, bitter frost.

4pm

A bright, cold day.

Molten sunlight caught in the reeds.

5pm

The evening has stretched itself .

Brighter lengths of sky pause above us, briefly.

10am

Spring is breathing in our ears.

Rains blow in, chasing away the blue for a while.

Today's photo taken by Lisa

while I was out driving, somewhere over there, under that rainbow.

Thank you!

4.30pm

Sunset.
 Gilded grasses glow under an azure sky.

Spring temperatures creeping quietly in.

9am

A glowering sky, rain, ceaseless rain.

9am

What is this magic light that has found us?

Drawn in on Jack Frost's coattails.

9.30am.

A most wondrous golden light spills over the land.

A herald of the sun's eclipse, like a proud, joyous fanfare.

4.30pm.

A glorious calm, a glorious sky.

The cooling air suddenly clamours in.