|"Where creation began," 5 x 7 watercolor card|
It's part of growing up in the West and on the Great Plains where you can't help but notice, and admire the ever-changing skies in a spacious land.
I've only actually seen the Aurora Borealis, the northern lights, long ago, on a cold winter's night in Iowa, but I'm captivated by their brilliant color, by their unearthly eeriness, by how small and insignificant they make you feel.
They remind me of creation:
"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands." --Psalms 19:1, David