An Orange-Colored Sky

Arrived at dusk, evening last, a sky unlike any other—calm but heavy as iron and occasionally lightning-struck.  All around my house, the vesper sparrows laced patterns in the green sage, but refused to lift higher.  The grass stood at perfect attention.

The orange sky appeared at once, just where sprays of rain blossomed above the western rim of the mountains.  The orange flourished within a mist of new rain.  The orange expanded.  The orange enveloped me.

Note: I captured the photograph with my twice-as-smarter-than-me phone.

--Mitchell Hegman