A recent adventure involved a very short drive early in the morning.
At the end of August, there was a blue moon, the second full moon of the month.
My husband and I drove to the foot of the Colorado National Monument about a mile from our house in Grand Junction at 6:30. A late monsoonal storm was moving through the area, filling the sky with heaps of broken cloud.
As the huge moon set over sandstone cliffs to our left, a red sun rose over the Grand Mesa on the opposite side of the valley.
Standing there beside our little Honda in the pale light, we could feel the turning of the Earth.
The link below leads to a photograph of that amazing dawn.