Sometimes the wild blue yonder is really shades of blue, or perhaps grey-blue if you’re picky.
We’re northbound, after a snow-storm, which is a better time than during the storm. Duh. This is a northern Kentucky rest area.
Full moon rising over Cincinnati.
And, by the time we got to the outer Cincinnati suburbs: demurely hiding moon. If anthropomorphizing is permitted.
We did see about five minutes of wan sunshine, and a few minutes of snow blowing across the pavement, but otherwise: dry roads, yay.