Peevish Pen

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Thursday, November 01, 2012

November 1

Today is both All Saints' Day (a Catholic holiday) and Samhain (a Celtic holiday). Samhain marked the first day of winter and the harvest. At Samhain, young folks would disguise themselves and prowl about as they pretended to be spirits of the dead. When Christianity took over, Samhain became Hallowmas, and later All Saints' Day.

Whatever November 1 is, it began with a pink sunrise . . .

. .  . which got pinker.

Before long, the sky looked as if it were on fire.

Then, in a matter of minutes,  it faded to gray.

Most of the day was gray with occasional breaks in the clouds. By late afternoon, sun broke through. At evening, the pink clouds returned. Here's how the day ended.

Now, the western sky looked on fire.

Then the sun slipped below the mountains, and darkness returned.

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Blogger Sweet Virginia Breeze said...

Pink skies in the morning and pink skies at night. Pretty pictures!

1:15 PM  

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