Chapter 69 (cont'd)
The sunset was full of beautiful Autumn colours. Breathtakingly beautiful, Sam and Simmy had climbed onto the roof of the shed to watch it.
Deborah and her husband had walked by for a Canadian evening stroll.
"Hi, guys," Simmy shouted.
"Hi," Deborah responded.
There were a few unintelligible sentences shouted back and forth and then a little laughter, friendly comradery that was filled in with neighborly understanding.
It was a gentle evening.
She had read somewhere that the colours of the sunset vary from season to season.
Tonight, it was a vibrant orange, resplendent in God's very own brushstrokes of colour.
It was late, or early, 1:26 a.m. Saturday morning. Simmy was listening to James Taylor... "down on Copperline..."
"Wood smoke and moonshine... we were down on Copperline..."
Just like the colour of this sunset... it's a 'copperline' sunset...
here is a picture of the colour of music... a picture for the world... a precious gift from Creator to created one, taken by created
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