Sunset; music 0 ▲ James' Coffee Blog 1 hour ago · Life · hide · 0 comments The horizon is bathed in orange and a faint pink hue as the hills in the middle distance turn blue with the haze of the summer’s evening. Light white clouds are scattered across the sky. Looking at the clouds, I see art; looking around at the hills and fields I see art, too. I think of the colour Turner used in his paintings. How many times did he look to the sky to find what colour to use? How do I find the words to describe what I see and create an impression in your eye?The orange glow on the horizon is most colourful in the slight incline between two hills. The colours change with every moment as the sun moves further away; with every moment we see the potential of Day, up until the moment where the moon becomes clear and stars sparkle across the sky. I remember where I saw the first star yesterday. Will it be in the same place today?I played piano as the sun set. I saw the colours of Evening radiate through the windows but I was in the throes of Melody. I have not been playing… No comments yet. Log in to reply on the Fediverse. Comments will appear here.