Last Tuesday night. Too late getting home from the office. Tuesday was rough. Three hours in the dentist's chair, phone lines down at the office most of the day, but as the sun faded across the Tucson Mountains, none of that seemed to matter any more. This was a "weary soul" moment. (If you've been in the Rain for any length of time, that last will make sense, and you'll be familiar with the name Sally Cheeseman. If you're new, click the link.)
There's something about the light in the western sky that makes me want to spend another lifetime as an artist, taking lessons from God's paintbrush techniques. I just had to pull over to the side of the road with flashers going and capture this to share with you.
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