Blissful Drives, Timing From the Heavens, and Cheating Stress
It was the timing dreams are made of.
For about an hour, we weaved in and out of clear skies between heavy cloud banks up northwest, and finally retreated northeast. There's a peace about clear sky chasing against twilight skies - orange slivers on the horizon showing through clouds and deep blues all around. It probably should have been more stressful than it was. But finally settling down into openly clear skies revealed something of perfect timing where some light ribbons (scientific term) danced above.