We seem to be flying more the past week, taking brief flights almost every day (I’ll probably post some aerial pix soon). Partly it’s the wonderful Winter air. Like all planes, Tripp loves cool air. Like many aviators, we like the light this time of year. Like many Santa Barbarian spectators, we’re also enjoying the season’s colorful sunsets. Last night I snapped these during our walk.
7601 Mystery Moon
Because it’s not quite full, the moon rose before sunset and was well above the mountains when the colors found their way through openings on the horizon to paint shapes here and there.
7602 Nearly Full
Over neighborhood windows illuminated in the flickering TV blue, this silent show played briefly outside. So many miracles around us go unnoticed.
As we walked up a nearby hill, the sun’s last flash of red from beyond the horizon hung over holiday lights in cloud strokes painted by invisible fingers of air.
7607 Cloud Flame
Then red softened to allow subtler tones back into the sky as all color began to drain toward a Winter’s night dotted with holiday displays tilting hearts from the afterglow of 2013 toward another year.
7612 Wispy Afterglow
John & Anne Wiley 
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