Daylight on the 18th began and ended with red skies.
Morning.
I was surprised to see the dry asphalt street reflecting so much red light. (I believe the dark streak through the red on the street is an artifact of the way the asphalt was installed/applied.)
Evening.
I love trees. And I wish I had a viewpoint that was high enough to let me see an unobstructed sky.
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