One thing I love about Uruguay is the sky. Only extremely rarely marred by aerosol geoengineering/poisoning, and then only one telltale streak. And frequently dramatic.
This is from a couple nights ago, when a light sprinkle of rain arrived at dusk to temper the day’s heat.
Lovely pink glow tonight, but I did not take a photo. Did you?
I tried. A tall glowing eucalyptus reminded me of Hudson School paintings.