Red sky at night, sailor's delight.....
Not exactly red - but rather intoxicating hues of smouldering amber, burnt orange, liquid gold, tarnished crimson.
This was the sunset on Monday evening. And true to the sailor's adage, the rains vanished and Tuesday was dry and mild.
Dry won't last (not in wet Tennessee) - but I'll take it while it's here.
All of my sunset photos look the same because I usually take them from the front porch. They're obstructed by the porch roof, trees, and occasional power lines.
I could take much better sunset photos from the back of the property, but I never feel like trekking through jungle terrain and climbing hills at dusk. Especially when I'm wearing shorts.
Actually, I hate shorts and would never wear them in public. I only wear them at home, where only my cats can see them.
Fortunately, the cats don't scare easily.
The massive, fiery, gilded clouds were much more impressive in real than when captured on my El Cheapo camera.
The wind chimes on the front porch, left by the previous owners. I love listening to their haunted, impromptu serenades.