Okay, gang. This is what it's all about:That's what the Flatirons look like when the rain is dissipating. Somewhere between ancient heavenly lace being lifted from the rock face and a divine techie (that's old-school, theatre techie, not modern cyber-genius techie) going overboard with a smoke machine for a grand deus-ex-machina entrance, sits the rainy day on the edge of the Rockies. In 30 minutes, the sun will be out.
I'm finally someplace where grey days have magic again. It's kind of nice.
Photo: LCT Boulder 2009