The glories of small, western towns

Brilliant gold streaks slash through the crimson clouds and azure sky. Super-bright twinkling stars retreat into the night as another day dawns in Pinedale, Wyoming.
It is a spectacular view every sunrise or, as a friend once said, ”It’s God lighting up the world.”
Soon the snow-filled, jagged white peaks of the Wind River Mountains, our real-life masterpiece, completes the stunningly beautiful scene. Purple mountain majesties, indeed.
I have lived in many scenic places across…