Sunday night I enjoyed the sunset.

The sky was spotted with dark rain clouds.

I could see rain falling over part of the lake in the distance.

Behind it the sun was setting, and the sky was bright orange.

To the south, the horizon over the Adirondacks was pink, blue, and purple.

To the southeast, the moon was rising above the city.

I sat on a bench and wrote in my journal.

The mosquitoes were biting.