A few weeks ago, I wrote about the first time my youngest daughter spent a night at a fire lookout. With fall, approaching it was time for the second time. I was nervous that it would be in the clouds again as the morning was heavy overcast. We left to check in at the ranger station and pick up a replacement radio and keys. During the 30 minute drive to the lookout gate we never saw a glimpse of blue sky. It was not until we made the last turn up the forest road that the sky opened up and we arrived above the clouds.

We soaked up the sun and prepared for a night of star-gazing.

A few visitors came by to soak up the sun also.

The sun set to the west in a blaze of light.

To the northwest the creator painted the sky in a way that reminded…