Where is that sky anyway?

Rachel Sauer issues this call for freedom from the skies:

Relating to your “rain couldn’t dampen the spirits of…” I really hate it when reporters go on and on about the sky.

Under a clear blue sky…” or “The sky
overhead was an ominous gray as the people gathered…
” or
Under a blood red sky…” or whatever.

Aren’t we always under the sky? Anyway, that’s my pet peeve.

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