The rains have fallen steadily all day today. The grey skies are offset only by the occasional hint of yellow and orange in the turning leaves. The drive across Sewell Mountain took a little longer than I had hoped. Unloading a truck in the rain is just an accepted part of the arts and crafts shows in Appalachia. Once the truck is unloaded the rest of the day is spent assembling the displays and trading warm greetings with the other vendors. As I place the last piece in its place I can tell that something special is taking place in the sky by the light spilling into the building. The grey is ending and the rain is nearly over. It’s time to climb back up into the big blue truck and head home to rest. I stepped out of the door and looked up. I was rewarded by the beauty of the last rays of the sun pushing back the clouds. A sense of peace washed over me. The grey has ended with a mix of the deep reds and purples. Red skies at night are the joy of artists and sailors alike.
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Woah! Beautiful! I love that shade God colored the clouds with that day! He’s just so awesome! β€
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God is good to us! β€ Thank you for your kind words π
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Always He is β€
No problem π
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The skies never fail to surprise me with their ever changing beauty. I have an Eid outfit in exactly those shades, this is definitely bringing back memories.
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That’s what I walked out to after setup. I’m not sure what an Eid outfit is π€
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They are two Islamic holidays we observe and we dress up and wear our cultural clothes. π
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Cool. I’ve learned something today. π
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