We'll be changing the clocks back this weekend. I'm putting to good use the sun roof in my attic room before the late-evening sunsets come to an end.Instead, my early mornings will become even moreso, by the tormenting of a six o-clock-or-so sunrise. Not that I couldn't use a few extra zaps of Vitamin D.
Tonight, I admired for a moment the vibrant red reflection of the sun hitting the rooftops and aged brick houses in my neighbourhood. The scene is almost animated, like a cartoon, the colours exagerated brightly by a Crayola-range of colours.
I always liked Tangerine. But tonight, Burnt Umber will do.
