We sit to watch a quiz show on the TV.
My eyes wander to the windows. The sky is unusual,
& wonderful. The sky is a pale blue, a shade not dissimilar to the colour
of these words. The clouds are separate bubbling heaps of grey, with silver
edges where the sun catches them.
We quiz on.
At the end of the round, my eyes once more stray to the
window. By now the sky is now pink, the clouds a deep purple.
By the next break between rounds, it is so dark we have
to draw the curtains & put the lights on.
I’m not sure the sky watching wasn’t more fascinating
than the quiz show.
1 comment:
so much we can identify with here! So many quizzes but few (if any)of real interest but, the sky proffers so many intriguing varieties of colour & pattern - much more intriguing than the box at such moments.
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