My response to the daily prompt called Sky which asked;
Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
Sky. The thing that sits above the ground, is full of clouds and separates us from the vacuum of space. Just think how much easier it would be to get to space if the sky wasn’t in the way. We wouldn’t need to waste so much money on rocket fuel then. What’s the point of it anyway other than to give birds somewhere to play?
I suppose it does look rather pretty sometimes what with all the different colours it turns. The other night I went for a walk as the sun was setting, I know I know cliche bullshit but it’s nice and cool at that time, and the sky was this amazing mix of pink and purple. It’s just a shame I didn’t have my camera.