Red Sky at Night

Have you ever heard that saying? "Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky in the morning, sailor's warning."

Don't ask me why I have heard it and, what's more, remember it; I suppose it's one of many, many useless bits of doggerel that have come my way over time to be retained by the fickle brain that tends to forget important things like people's birthdays.

If I have forgotten your birthday recently, I'm sorry. You can see that I have more important things on my mind. A general happy birthday to all!

ANYWAY.

That might have been the most meandering and random tangent ever. Moving on.

So, red sky at night. Yes. As it happens, we had a red sky last night. Like, blood red as the sun was setting. It was spectacular, and I called the MiL away from the dishes to watch as the sun set. The MiL also retains useless bits of information in her brain--way more than I do, actually--and so when I mentioned that I thought a red sky at night meant sailor's delight but I wasn't sure how that tied in with the excessive rain predicted for this morning, she not only knew what I was talking about, she said she had just been thinking the same thing.

Great minds, you know.

It is possible there would have been a red sky this morning as a sailor's warning. If it hadn't been pouring down rain. Perhaps there was a red sky above the clouds. Who can say? Because I am a geek, I did Google "red sky at night" this morning and came across this fun page from the Library of Congress. It's like Myth Busters! Only minus the incredibly annoying hosts and inevitable explosions. Which makes it much more to my taste.

And with that, I will leave you, despite the lack of a discernible point or snappy closing. Because sometimes, that's just the way it is.