Renegadetourist

My place, 3:10 am

In Place description, Poetic prose, Writing on 2011/07/10 at 18:42

To the left the sky is filled with blue-tinted grey clouds that form a ragged edge where they meet a sky shifting in colors. It starts high up as a washed out yellow that streaks the edges of the cloud rags then changes to orange and later pink closer to the distant hills. The gradient sweeps to the right turning the sky light blue then grey with hazy clouds that seem to be part of the hills. Down below the city still dwells in darkness except for the warm glow of street lights.  A cool breeze gently ruffles the darkened tree tops and caresses my face  while birds chirp their good mornings. It is all accompanied by the classical piece “Walking in the air” which, despite being a winter song, seems perfect for the moment.

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