Solar Power

I was frustrated by the beautiful sunset tonight, because I didn't have my card in my camera when I stopped to preserve the glory. I was thus left with the beautiful dregs of glory. This shot shows our solar collectors, which presumably gathered a few rays.

For my nightly poem, I will quote from Pied Beauty, one of about three poems I ever memorized: for school of course:

GLORY be to God for dappled things-
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;