A very strange, very Technicolor sight met my eyes this morning - an orange sky.
I found myself standing on the front porch, gawping at it - simply because it looked so very, very wrong.
My first thought was "How cool is this?"
My second thought was "Glad I don't live in a trailer park."
Because in my mind, I always imagine that the sky turns these crazy Crayola colors right before a tornado.
It actually started out a weird purple color, almost as if the sky were bruised. It quickly turned to orange - and stayed this way just long enough for me to snap a few pictures. By the time I got the Scheckster to school, it was over and done. The sky was a steely grey color.
But it sure was interesting while it lasted...
These were all taken from my front porch this morning, at about 7:30. No color-correction, nor any sort of PhotoShop tomfoolery has taken place...