Day into night, our sky is different. We are called “Big Sky Country.” Maybe there is some exaggeration in that. Perhaps other skies occupy the same wall space. But our sky is deeper. Here, there exists a rare clarity of view. During the day, you can stand at one end of the sky and see all the way across to the other. Given the time, you can watch a single cloud sail from edge to edge. At night, the stars spray against you like seawater splashed up from the mountains.
We enjoyed unruffled skies all day, yesterday. The calm remained as the sun dropped across the Rocky Mountains. The sky repainted itself in new colors second by second. I found myself trotting outside to capture images. Posted today are three photographs I captured.