Sunday, March 1, 2015

Winter Sunsat

The cold, gray, dreary days were beginning to get to me. Gray skies, gray sidewalks, leafless trees with bark in the same taupe, brown and charcoal tones found in a collection of Armani suits. Then the clouds began to move and regroup with purpose. A shaft of sun found its way through an opening and gilded the sides of the houses. We stopped at  the neighborhood park to witness the miracle of a glorious sunset, oohing and aahing at the spectacle of vermillion and violet and gold, shifting and changing in the sky. A massive  dose of color, better than any vitamins. I'm ready for the rest of winter.