The major enviro-aesthetic event of the week was surely Monday's spectacular Wagnerian sunset. During the day, the sky was bereft of cloud and haze, and, from a West Berkshire perspective, aircraft contrails carved deep white furrows across a field of pure azure overhead. After the Sun slid beneath the rim of the horizon, a forboding golden glow bathed the entire Western hemisphere of the clear cold sky, silhouetting the stark dendritic outlines of the Wintering trees.
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