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colorless sunset "There won't be any color." This from the game warden with whom I'd spent most of the past two days. Including at least ten hours on the highways. "You can't see to the east. You get your best colors away from the sun." Well, yes, sometimes that's true. And the high rim to our left certainly precluded any hope of seeing the sun's last rays touching the clouds to the east. And things weren't that great in the west, either. In less than ten minutes the sun was going to drop behind a high mountain range, some peaks up to 11,000 feet. There was a thin layer of clouds hugging the mountaintops, just as likely to block and ruin the sunset as to light up themselves. And above them, a broad band of open blue sky. No colour there. But what I was looking at, what carried my hopes, was the clouds directly above. A thin, flattish layer. If clouds and mountains on the western horizon didn't cut things short, these should catch the sun's warmer rays. So we waited. Just below the lip of the rim, above the steep cliffs below. Blown by winds hard enough to steal my wool cap and roll it back up over the rim. He was wrong. |
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