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A couple years ago, when going up a ski lift with a friend, I began raving about how beautiful the sunset was, all pinks and purples and oranges. She pointed out that I was wearing my tinted goggles. Alas, while the sun was still setting, it wasn't nearly as spectacular.
On the way back from the parents' places this evening, I finally saw that sunset again, without need of tinted eye-wear. Glorious, it was, matching the rainbow earlier in the week. Oranges and purples and pinks cavorting about the clouds suurrounding the sun. It went its way, and I went mine, but it is fulfilling to know that such views happen occasionally.
On the way back from the parents' places this evening, I finally saw that sunset again, without need of tinted eye-wear. Glorious, it was, matching the rainbow earlier in the week. Oranges and purples and pinks cavorting about the clouds suurrounding the sun. It went its way, and I went mine, but it is fulfilling to know that such views happen occasionally.