For me, that perfect blue sky is that magical moment just before dusk falls into darkness. Where the stars begin to poke out of the velvety royal blue dipping into deep dark blue-purple. Where the moon has it’s best supporting colour.
Tonight, I left work late and went grocery shopping. As I came out from the store, I sat and watched the sky transform. The stars shimming in and out of the royal blue above and the crescent moon rising bright and bold against the purple-blue below.
It was a beautiful magical moment. It’s moments like this I wish I could paint, or capture the colour in a photograph. Instead, I try to burn the image deep within my mind.
Moments to stop and watch the sky.
Moments finding my favourite, perfect blue sky.
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