Colors of the Sky, the small things

 Colors of the Sky

 

early morning

the sky is dishwater grey

the sun is coming later and later

in near darkness I start the kettle

and set out my cup with one tea sachet

Where does the time go, the end

September, almost October

 

in one burst Jack pushes open the door

Grandma! Grandma!

Come look at the colors!

 

Together we stand on the deck and watch

the sky change from bruise purple to mauve to butter

clouds scatter revealing a tablecloth of blue

 

Wow!

Where does the time go?

photo by Lyda Jackson, Lake Michigan, Chicago lakefront, colors of the sky provided by Helene, the storm that ravaged the southeast US