"Look! The sky is golden," Mom cried, pointing at the skies glowing above the curtained windows. I ran into the kitchen, snatched my camera from the counter and flew out the door. Color pulsed in the skies and I was in awe.
I walked along the streets clicking pictures as I went. Barefoot I made my way to the big meadow next to the grade school. I'm sure the neighbors must have thought I was crazy, but I did not care--The skies were fiery with color.
When I looked back through pictures of the sunset, I found the profile of a man just above the trees. Do you see him? What do YOU see?