Then around 6 am you get this, if you're lucky.
I love a colorful sky. Hate flying. Love clouds, love the patterns and colors and...well...everything. 🎨
I see it as a gift from God. Always something beautiful happening in the sky. Even storms are beautiful. ⛈
I remember on mother's day back in 09 we were in Quapaw when a tornado touched down. Wiped out Picher, mangled the school in Quapaw. 🌪
We parked at a car wash on the other side of town and watched it. Finger of God. It was terrifying but magnificent, all at the same time. 🥺
Of course loss of life isn't magnificent, but no one can control the weather. And I see it this way....if you're going to marvel at the beauty God provides, it's also handy to remember his might as well. ✝️
Anyway, it was a gorgeous sunrise. Hopefully it will be an equally gorgeous day. 🌞
I'm finally hungry, going to get breakfast and see what trouble I can get into. 😉
Have a blessed day. 😊
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