There’s an old expression I’m sure you’ve heard, “I’d rather be lucky than good.” When it comes to photography, I’m not all that good, but sometimes I’m pretty lucky. I took this photo on my way back from Floyd Saturday afternoon just as the sun was dipping behind the mountain. For just a few seconds, there was an explosion of color. Compare this picture with the one from the previous post, and you can see I’ve been pretty lucky with sunsets twice in a row.