It’s week sixty-six of Three Line Tales, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you want to join in, just click the link! 😉
I’m on the side of the road with a flat tire; I was told that the tow truck would come soon, the liar.
I look up and see gray clouds roll past; I am in awe of reflecting reds that will not last.
As blue changes to crimson in the sky; darkness is imminent as the sun says goodbye.