What I am enjoying at the moment is the wind...and I mean W-I-N-D...blowing through the valley. The ponderosa pines and the lovely larch trees are all swaying, swaying, swaying in the same direction and it looks very not real. A perfectly cool evening, in attitude as well as temperature (essentially correct) and with the mismatched colours of pinky-blue&white puffy clouds. It is all so electric, so edgy, so very portend of things to come.
The photo has nothing to do with the wind except that even random, seemingly unrelated thoughts are all connected somehow...and this sweet deer just suits me now and my fear/hope that if we left well enough alone, most of the time, the world would be more according to John.... Lennon, that is. Cheers.