I'm just so sick of not being able to get outside and walk that I can hardly stand it. So I thought I'd post myself a reminder of the great world out there.
This one brings back sad memories; I took it as I drove back across the state one Sunday evening after spending the week-end with my stepmother, who was dying of cancer. I have found that the sky tends to light up when things are at their most grim. I don't know why that happens, but it does.