Soft pink

The light from the Sun is fading toward the west. With it's goodbyes it creates a majestic appeal on the clouds that hang low. They're a soft pink that invoke a nostalgic feeling. The pink fades upward into a melancholic purple that sets the mood for a quiet solitude. The skies to the north, a pale blue, sit on the mountain tops waiting to be captured by the night. Everything is fading into the night, becoming blurred and dark. The rich green of the trees and grass is being cooled by the darkness setting over them, like a comforting blanket. And a celestial body appears in the southwest, welcoming the night. It stands alone, waiting for it's friends to come out and play.