It had been clear and a gazillion almost every day since we moved up here, except for that one morning when the sunrise was mind blowing. But tonight we finally got some beautiful, wispy clouds.
I’m finding that I really enjoy the “edges” of the day outside, in the morning before it gets too hot and in the evenings when it’s starting to cool off. Yeah, it’s hot here in the middle of the day, but there’s that whole “mad dogs and Englishmen” thing going on. Wait until just before sunset and go out in the breezes and it’s exceptional.
Turns out that laying out on the turf (house on the left, pergola on the right) is quite comfortable. Getting back up to my feet? I was worried we might need to call in a crane…
And it’s not true that we don’t get any airplanes passing overhead. While in West Hils we were under the extended final centerline for Burbank’s primary Runway Eight and thus had jets overhead constantly, we still get some traffic here. Click on that photo and blow it up as much as you can – do you see the Iberia A350, flight #03, headed from LAX to Madrid, 20,000 overhead?
Both to the south…
..and to the north we were right under the edge of a front of some sort, with lots of twisty, turny threads and ribbons of clouds.
But it’s all way up there at 30,000. No rain or precipitation expected here for the forseeable future.
But if I happen to be wandering around about 04:45, the sunrise might be beautiful.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 