I found one good thing about winter this week--a sunset.
It started with a rosy golden blush reflected on the snow.
The color swelled like a crescendo, deepening to salmon and prom-dress pink.The jet streams looked painted onto the sky.
The zenith was a stupendous burst of color that froze my boots to the ground.
Two minutes later it shimmered away like dying sound rolling off a gong.
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