Yesterday's sunset and this morning's sunrise both had one of my favorite qualities about them: a sort of haze around the clouds that itself glows a peachy sort of orange, filling all the air with warm glow. These are similar to the flavors of sunsets and sunrises that you see in Maxfield Parrish paintings, except there they were, right up there above me in the sky.

During both these moments I happened to be driving my car and not able to get a really good long look at them. Oh for a country house and a writer's non-commuting (or tele-commuting) life, where I would be able to step outside and absorb the sky-colors at will.

copyright 2003 carrie lynn king.