When the breath goes, there will just be light ...
There is one thing I have not gotten tired of since I moved to Utah. Well, there are several, but one thing is a constant – and that is the largeness of the sky, its varied colors and ability to change in seconds, it seems, and create new ethereal celestial landscapes right above our head … For a weather that is pretty even and boring for long days on end, the sky definitely has tons of personality, here!
Just like the Eskimo language has tens of words for “white” or “snow” the Rockies dialect of American English should have that many for “orange”, “red” and “blue” just to define what we see every day.
I always love the views from my back yard, in any weather, but the sunset is by far my favorite. It’s always new, and always leaves me speechless… And since we don’t have those many words yet, I am letting the pictures speak:
This is the Mount Timpanogos (first) and its little "baby brother" to its left, exactly across from my dining room patio. They are exactly at the North position in The Valley, so they don't get drenched in the sunset light . They are the more muted fixtures of this land.
The sun was completely set in this shot. I have no clue what that big, round spotlight is in the sky, but the sun it is not it!
This is the view onto The West, right where the sun sets, over Utah Lake which you can see in some of the pictures. Again, you see that spot of light in one of the shots (before last) which I have no clue how to define ...