Pastel sky, dark wheat

I'm not sure what it is about Weston, but sometimes when I leave there at sunset, it has the most amazing colors in the sky.

This was last Saturday, when it was very windy outside. The wheat in the foreground is only a few inches tall, but the wind was whipping it around like whitecaps on a lake.

Even in the few minutes I took to snap a few photos of the amazing cloud, the colors changed, getting darker and darker as the sun sank below the opposite horizon. Had I been a few minutes later, I would have missed it entirely.