Most mornings, there is a brief moment, no more than a few minutes, where, just ahead of sunrise, the sky bursts into color. The mystery for me is how this ring extends all the way over to the mountains when it doesn't cover the sky. It's a ring of fire, but it's also a light trick, since the snow on the mountains is reflecting the purple on the opposite horizon, and then "poof!" it all disappears. I love that moment.
Evan is more interested in things that wiggle. On the video he is staring out at something I can't see. Probably bunnies (or coyotes) rustling in the brush.
Evan, you're looking the wrong way.
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