In one of those coincidences in time where PeggyJoan was addressing sunset and sunrise yesterday, I was up earlier than usual thanks to Steffi deciding she wanted to go out before 7…way before 7. As I stepped onto the porch, the sky was so vividly red I thought it was on fire [which these days seems imminently possible]. Now as I had Steffi’s bowl in one hand, and Steffi dancing at my feet, I could not run back in to grab the camera. As soon as she wolfed down her food and I let her into the back yard, I made a mad dash for it.
There is much to be said for greeting the day before everything mucks it all up. Ya’ll all enjoy your day now, ya hear?