Shortly after we moved to Tucson, we learned about the Tucson “golden moment.” Occurring at sunset and typically lasting no more than 5 to 10 minutes, the Santa Catalina Mountains north of the city act as a mirror perfectly reflecting the setting sun. The rugged mountains turn all glow-y -- magical enough to schedule one’s dinner plans around.
Tonight was especially dee-vine with all the recent snow majestically capping the mountained perimeter of the city. Quite rare and breathtaking. Sadly, by the time I saw that the mountains were afire and ran into the house to get my camera, the moment had passed. But I did catch the image above – the western sky over our pool in the backyard.