red sky at morning

That night the sky glowed blood-shot orange as we walked towards the park, looking in at the Saturday night-crowded bars.

The next morning the red clouds promised stormier weather, though with the sunshine-crisp feel outside seeping through the loose seal of our windows, it was hard to imagine rain...as if I'd completely forgotten the cold mist that was here a mere week before, slanting down and getting into my eyes even behind my glasses...soaking through the shoulders of my coat.