When asked what his favorite color was, my Grandfather (Mom's Dad, we called him Poppop Chipmunk..and that's a whole nother story) his response would be Sky Blue Pink with Purple Polka-Dots. And for those of you who I have never explained this to, what he was referring to is that certain point, either as the sun is rising or setting, when the sky still has some blue in it, but the clouds are changing to a really vibrant pink and purple at the same time. It's a beautiful mixture of color in the sky that always brings a smile to my face. The other morning I woke up (Yes, I said woke up..not going to bed. It was strange for me as well.) And saw this outside my kitchen window.
Thank You, Poppop. You are always loved and missed.