So there I was, crumpled up in a ball in my recliner. Jay was asleep in his swing beside me. My house was trashed, my head was pounding, and my husband was at work on a Saturday night. I must have looked pretty pitiful. Somehow in the middle of my grief I managed to look up toward our living room window. It was glowing PINK! I hesitated for only a moment while thoughts of UFO's and house fires raced through my mind. Then realizing my good fortune, I popped out of my death chair, threw a trench coat on over my PJ's (just in case someone could see me from the road), and ran outside for a few moments of bliss.
(I didn't change the brightness or contrast on any of these photos.. this is honestly the real color of the sky!)