Drifting westward, towards the rounded edges of the distant mountain peaks, the sun trails the rich blue sky with blazing burnt orange. The haze-filled atmosphere smolders like that of hot coals in a campfire.
The sky begins to change and mesh colors as if it were a mood ring. Burnt orange bleeds into fiery reds and hot yellows.
As the setting ball of bursting flame slides below the horizon, the sky turns to drab purples and murky blues to complete the dusty rainbow.
To the east, midnight blues and pulsating stars begin filling the void.
With Mother Nature’s canvas complete, another masterpiece finished, the earth drifts into a deep sleep.