The cloud beings were wildly active this afternoon. We had a snow storm front pass somewhat north of here and now on the back of it the clouds are dancing wildly in the frisky wind. The warm artic parka feels good today.
Clouds over the saddle, as the sun travels to it's western home the clouds hasten towards the East.
Life slightly blurred. Soft pastels fill the sky as the sun sinks farther .
The last sigh of light brilliantly reflected off the clouds. The bare larches stand outlined on the horizon.
