Fire

On the drive to work this morning, the sun was a shimmering molten red color as it rose over the ridge line. The sky was pink, the mountains a pale blue, and the farm fields a dull yellow, muted by fog and dew. It was the sort of morning that you would desperately try to capture in a photo, but a camera would never be able to do the scene any justice.

In other news, I’m still trying to kick my cold. I fear I jinxed myself earlier when I thought it would run its course in a few days.

Yesterday night was a somewhat impromptu get together. Meet several new coworkers and may have overindulged a bit. That certainly didn’t help my cold!