Day 289-- on the drive home
Thursday, June 21, 2007
On the way home from my brother's wedding rehearsal dinner, I saw something beautiful. I edged around the slow bend of PA-60 N that precedes the Brighton exit, a few hundred feet from cresting the lazy hill; the sky just exploded in color, the twilight shading the clouds with faint gray etchings. The cloud formation trembled, turned; it was like the horizon was the center of a pinwheel and I was driving along the thin pole at the center. And the faint light hit it just so, illuminating the highway in the process, wisps of fog reaching from the valley to tickle chins of the clouds before they went to bed. It was beautiful.
posted, with grace and poise, by Jason @ 6/21/2007 10:39:00 PM,
