The color of the day was pink and gray. It swirled and whirled it's way across the sky like a painter's brush on canvas. Patchy and pink, it looked like ink, painted and polished just waiting to pop.
Wanting to savor the moment, my camera snapped up those colors into their digital home. No photo, no words can match the raw beauty of the work of the wind and sun joining hands to paint this glorious masterpiece in the sky.
As I drove, the patches elongated and drizzled high above the horizon. One second pink, the next moment gray. It was, after all, the end of the day.
Tell me, I pray, have you ever seen the sky look this way?
