I cannot get warm today.
It’s in the mid-50s in Ohio, so either I’m getting sick, the planets are misaligned, or I’m anticipating opening weekend of Frozen 2. (I have no plans to see Frozen 2 this weekend, so … dunno.)
I mean, it is overcast and a few sprinkles of rain have fallen.
But still.
I was out for a walk the other day and snapped pics of the sky. If you know me well, you are aware this is not an unusual phenomenon. There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of pics of the sky on my phone. The color of the atmosphere struck me that day. What do you call that color???
I contemplated for a few moments and then I had it.
Milky gray.
Which some might say should be my new rap name, but I’d maintain it’s more of an Irish wrestler name.
Shoutout to the ancestors. No idea if any of them were wrestlers.
“It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth.” ~Psalm 19:6
Surprisingly the next verse doesn’t say, “unless it’s an overcast autumn day in Ohio, then you’ll be deprived of its warmth.
It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth. ~Ps 19:6 Unless it’s an overcast autumn day in Ohio, then you’ll be deprived of its warmth. Share on XI’m gonna go drink hot tea and hide under a blanket. Give me a call if you see the sun.