Close your eyes and imagine for a moment, breathe and stuff (wink). The last little bit of sunlight illuminating the grass and surrounding flora. The sky to the east is a dark grey, looks like rain. Their stark contrast makes the green outside my window look even more amazing, green times ten. I imagine Ireland feeling similar. The evergreens are still around, along with a few stubborn red leaves left clinging to tall branches, not ready to give up. The beauty that is the cardinal and its drab, grey mate follow each other from perch to perch, a striking contrast. The grey clouds turn lavender as what’s left of the sun sets. Okay, open your eyes. You’re welcome.
You sure you’re not the romance writer? Pretty awesome.