"Eyes Like the Morning" sky

[mdlbear]

When I went out to take the Younger Daughter to school this morning the air was cool, moist, and crystal clear; there were beads of rain on the windshield of the car. Overhead the sky was magical: grey clouds with little patches of blue-grey sky between them, edged in the East with shards and streaks of golden sunlight.

It was exactly the kind of sky that I had in mind when I wrote "Eyes Like the Morning" all those years ago.