Last night's sunset mutated from yellow to red, which is common here in the Rockies. But instead of its equally common Apocalyptic self, this color change propelled a set of clouds that resembled a phoenix emerging between the two sets of trees charred by invading darkness.

Of course, it might have also been a local red-haired witch flying over those peaks in the distance to celebrate Friday the 13th, and I'm just really terrible at pattern recognition. :)