summer.
the time of year where the sun beats mercilessly upon the hard, baked earth of the scorching desert otherwise known as utah. at the crack of dawn, the crisp, cool air of the early morning quickly evaporates and warms as the haven of night is replaced by that cruel, glowing orb. the lazy days then drag on as the sun meanders on its path across the sky, taunting as it alights on the mountain peaks. its light lingers, reaching from the horizon, fighting to keep its dominion upon the land. it radiates its final flames and sets the sky ablaze. then, as it loosens its grip, its hold fails altogether and the fiery globe slips below the horizon.
the glow past the mountains fades and the clouds lose their golden and pink colors, returning to their natural ashen shades. then the world dims, giving way to night. with the harsh sunlight gone, stars begin to wink into existence, transforming the sky into the wondrous, glistening surface of the world.
the moon rises from its throne at the crest of the mountains, casting luminous magic across the valley. it begins its elegant dance across the sea of glittering diamonds, twirling through the sky with grace.
but the release of it charm is short-lived. night must end; the sunrise is imminent. but with the transition of darkness to light, the new sun brings with it another enchanting era. the world begins to flare with color, mimicking the deep hues of sunset. the time of year the cool air does not fade with the rising sun.
autumn
