Before heading into work this morning I had to make a stop at the Salt Lake City Airport to do some phone stuff. I generally dislike driving to the airport, but by staying away from the terminals I was able to have a fairly nice visit.  No crowds, no deadlines, and very few people on the road at that hour made for a nice morning – it was something different and I was getting paid after all.

As I left the Airport and began driving eastward toward Salt Lake, I could not help but notice the wonderful sunrise that was just beginning in earnest.  The upper level whisps of cloud were stained and saturated in pumpkin orange while the lower level clouds were thicker and darker against the impossibly orange sky.  The scene was one that could never be captured by camera because of the dynamic nature – the high clouds were rushing eastward while the lower clouds were taking a more leisurely route to the north-east – and thus the scene was changing faster than the eye could take it in.

This scene needed no accompaniment, but Richard Wagner’s Overture to the Flying Dutchman was playing in the car and it fit so well with the mood of the sky that I let it continue playing.  I believe that I will never hear that music again without thinking of a sunrise.

With ghostly-themed music and an orange sky, I was well treated on this Halloween.