Personally, I like a chocolate-colored sky. Dark, dark chocolate.
You can never have too much sky. You can fall asleep and wake up drunk on sky, and sky can keep you safe when you are sad.
None of them knew the color of the sky.
You don’t believe the sky is falling until a chunk of it falls on you.
The sky was immense. And if you looked at it enough as you lay on the lawn, you were suddenly dizzy—and infinity seemed to beckon.