I stopped to gaze out of a window
at the retail store where I work and what I saw was this:
The sun laid a golden blanket along a vast
parking lot peppered with a few vehicles of all different shape, size, and
color. The pavement, long faded from time, was of a golden-bronze color
speckled with pebbles. The vehicles had an added shimmer as they set waiting
for their owners to return with newly acquired possessions.
A forest of trees lines the parking
lot edge, along the exit, and down around the side of the building, like an arm
resting on a table. The trees had a golden tint to their leaves, which stirred
on occasion from a gentle, passing breeze. The sky was a bright pastel blue
with a few tufts of clouds splotched willy-nilly throughout. There was a warm
and inviting feel in the air tempting me to take a moment and relax in its
golden glow.
As the evening started to draw near
the golden blanket started to darken. The sky lost its pastel and an orange and
purple hue began to form. The trees were almost a silhouette with a touch of
green in the distance. It was a comforting signal to the approaching end of the
day.
