My grandmother used to say “Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky at morning, Sailor take warning”. I suppose this only applies to living on the water, but I think this to myself every time I see a red dawn like this. There are an awful lot of red dawns here, which means that I am thinking about my grandmother an awful lot. I don’t have a hundred words for how I feel at the moment. A hundred isn’t enough.
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