When I moved from Arizona to Utah, I traded living on flat ground for living on the side of a mountain. In Mesa, Arizona, I could see part of the sunsets, but most days I missed them because of the trees. Here, I have many uncluttered views to the West and can see the sun set for quite a long time. I couldn't resist this contrail and especially the way it breaks into eddies. You will have to click on the image and look close to see what I am talking about.