I got up this morning and looked out the window to the south to check out the mountains (as I do almost every day of the many years that I have lived in this house).
Today the skies were clearing from months of rain and storms.
There was even a hot air balloon in this sky above the old wetlands (now a swank housing estate that I hate).
Somehow it made me feel good, to wake with the sunshine in my window and see some beauty in the world.
I love sailboats (smaller ones in particular) an somehow the silence of flight that hot air balloons afford attracts me for the same reason I love sailing (well ok, they make a lot of noise when the gas burns that's for sure).
The textures of the sky and the clouds were as always delicious.
I love these mountains and will always regard them as my home. Some images from there (taken over my years of hiking there)