Yesterday afternoon, as I watched the sun going down, I was struck by its color. It was somehow different from colors I've seen before.
I can only describe its color as a fluorescent orange. Not bright but soft. Do you remember the orange cremesicles you used to buy from the ice cream man?
It was spectacular to watch its descent, silently cloaking itself in a layer of clouds and then reappearing, its long tentacles of light rays fanning out across the sky.
I was so struck by its color I pulled over to the side of the road and watched this glorious display.
I can only describe its color as a fluorescent orange. Not bright but soft. Do you remember the orange cremesicles you used to buy from the ice cream man?
It was spectacular to watch its descent, silently cloaking itself in a layer of clouds and then reappearing, its long tentacles of light rays fanning out across the sky.
I was so struck by its color I pulled over to the side of the road and watched this glorious display.
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