Pre-commute an eery glowing yellow suffused through the curtains pulled me outside for a look. Looking at the sky really didn't help me figure out the sky, however. A photograph gives part of the picture, but doesn't capture the way that EVERYTHING was glowing yellow from the light.
|Morning glow. The title of this post is from a poem called The Retreat, by Henry Vaughan (1650)|
Later on, the NWS issued a High Wind Advisory, including dust storm warnings and the notice that small unanchored objects could be blown around. I wondered if a bicycle commuter qualifies as a small unachored object. The sky at the end of the day was also notably odd, with the sun pasted in the sky like a wafer. Check it out, I believe it's from the dust lofted into the atmosphere by the Pacific storm that was blowing in.
|Riding here in that shady city of palm trees...|
|... I have to say that it is forward motion I love.|