One of the most remarkable descriptions ever written. When I first read these words. I had to catch my breath, clear my mind, and read them again and again and again. It is truly a gift to think these thoughts and to put them into language.
“It had been one of those spectacular Wyoming sunsets, the ones everybody thinks only happen in an Arizona Highways magazine. Broiling waves of small bonfires leaped on top of one another as far as the horizon with injured purples drifting in multilayered, frozen sheets back to the skyline.” – The Cold Dish by Craig Johnson