Sky Sunday – burning sly

When I was shooting this sky, it was late summer.

I went home at late hours after work, talked on the phone with my husband, warned him I will be late just a bit…

But I saw this sky and understood what the beautiful moment I survive right now. I went out of the road, sat down on the still-warm grass and forgot everything.

The clouds flew touching the setting sun, the wind was moving stems of grasses, our small settlement was shimmering in the valley.

I did not notice how time passed and I was late. Of course, my husband said I am crazy. 

But when it will be such a sky, I will always be late.

© Fortune, 2020