Seeing this rainbow was a pleasant surprise.
Although I miss the very early sunrises of high summer, the lovely soft colours of September mornings before sunrise are marvellous.
It was a fantastic morning to be out and about, and to witness this glorious scene.
The sky was airbrushed with gloriously delicate hues this morning. I was compelled to stop, admire and give thanks, and share with you.
If you look just above and to the right of the centre, there is the fingernail, waning, almost gone, crescent moon.
I neither need nor want to say more.
You might be able to take the previously Texan from Texas; you may be unable to take all of Texas out of the previously Texan. Though I am Canadian, this armadillo reminds me, daily, where I came from.
Fitzi, head cocked a bit to his right, watched Faye come out the door.
He is such a good dog.