The sky has been so incredible around here lately. I know I'm not the only person to notice it, because I see Laura's been taking pictures of it, too.

Tonight after work I found myself skulking around in a graveyard trying to get a good shot of this beautiful pink, gold, and silver sky. This isn't a perfect view, but it captures at least a little bit of the magic.

Driving home, I marveled over how wild it is during this brief period when the leaves are all changing at once. The peak only lasts a few days or a week, really, but while it's happening you feel like you're living inside a Chagall painting. The raucous colors, clashing together in every hue from pink to red to orange to gold, it almost seems like too much to process all at once. It's very distracting when one is driving, I find. I just want to hang my head out the window and drink it all up with my eyes.

Here's one more picture. I took this one on the way to work at 8:30 this morning, across the street from the Post Office. Incredible.