Shakespeare once said, “Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto the birds, Gusts and foul flaws to herdmen and to herds.”
Or in modern parlance, "Red sky at night, sailors delight. Red sky in morning, sailors warning."
If you lived right where I did and looked out your window tonight you would have seen this:
So, since its kinda red, I'm expecting good gardening weather for tomorrow!