Spectacular sunsets are common enough from my bird’s eye view of the city . Sadly though, the proliferation of tall buildings is slowly spoiling my sunrises.

This Wednesday, however , I was treated to a crimson, pink sunrise that slowly unravelled to a glorious day.

I was filling up the kettle to boil the water for tea when this feathery cloud caught my eye.

The city was still sleeping below when the sky turned into a gorgeous crimson.

Like great balls of fire spewing out .

Then it turned a mellow pink before it became a rose gold.

Till finally it became a white flourish in a normal Bombay sky.

Happy weekend to all of you and a Merry Christmas to those celebrating.

Linking up with #SkywatchFriday where bloggers from around the world share their skies.