Somehow it didn’t occur to me to get the camera until most of the fire was gone. Luckily the camera was gracious and rediscovered the colour that had faded to the human eye. This is the sort of sky that comes with warmer air.
Shimmering hills, shimmering frost. A beautiful morning indeed; one this raven will appreciate.
Here is the tree in the shadow of the school. For some years now it has been tall enough to greet the sun over the rooftop.