I showed up on the docks this evening to get some work done,
figuring I'd say hello to my gondoliers as they came and went.
As I arrived, I realized I was in the right place at the right time.
The sky was glowing with brilliant colors that blew my mind.
Here are a few snaps.
Steel blade and sunset-touched waters.
Mike B. heads out with a very happy couple on board.
Steve arrives - reluctantly, and late; he told me:
"sorry I was late coming in, but I just kept having to turn around
to show the sky to my passengers".
I told him that I knew just what he meant,
because I'd done the same thing two days earlier.