Sunset...Sunrise

October 9 to October 10, 2007
(On the flight from Chicago to London)
The sunset blazes on the horizon as we cruise over Lake Michigan. The orange meets the steel blue clouds as they ripple out over the water. The orange melts into a buttery yellow and then the yellow fades to a whispering hue of gold. A luminous blue hovers over the gold, threatening to swallow the saturated splendor into the night. The colors have become electric as teh clouds blow them morph into thick grey hills of moisture. The blue above the warm rainbow of light has begun to glow. As we move East the colors lose their luster. Together they lay...a greenish glow remains.
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The sunrise is so different from the sunset. While the West is still sleeping the sun is pale as it rises over England. A touch of pink lights the sky. Patchy silver clouds dust the blue silk horizon line. The yellow of the warm sun is a shy, milky color. Beneath me a bit of land appears. The world at once looks round. A champagne sky becomes a rose sky, becomes a salmon glow, becomes a yellow light. The sunrise is calm. Rather than blazing the last bits of color out of the sky it slowly, almost lazily sets the horizon aflame.