Reflections I

A rainy forecast in western Utah means a slight chance of walking into a dreamscape. I spent two hours driving west watching as the sky went completely dark to blue with patches of clouds dotting the horizon. I went through ups and downs of certainty and doubt wondering whether the sky would put on a show. As the sun set, my heart skipped several beats. I was suddenly surrounded by pastel skies reflecting on the rain covered salt flats. Sometimes your reality is a reflection of your dreams.