But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again.
Nonsense. Space is blue and birds fly through it.
To any white body receiving the light from the sun, or the air, the shadows will be of a bluish cast.
Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky, dark, dark chocolate.
Sometimes from this hillside just after sunset The rim of the sky takes on a tinge Of the palest green, like the flesh of a cucumber When you peel it carefully.
The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.
The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. . .
You don't have to travel around the world to understand that the sky is blue everywhere
The sky itself is the eighth color of the rainbow, spread over the whole sky for us, all the time.
the look of the sky as the day's blue blood runs out of its cheek.
