In the day's last rosy light, we walked back down through the canyon and the fallen snow.

The rosy light was stronger with the coming of darkness.

For a moment, the setting sun continued to paint the tower with rosy light.

The garden and the river beyond were flooded with rosy light.

There is one bit of the world that happy people do see in an irrationally rosy light: themselves.

The candles threw a warm, almost rosy light over her.

They make love in the rosy light of a new morning.

A red streak shot up, and a rosy light seemed to diffuse itself through the room.

Then, with what appeared to be great effort of will, she closed the box, cutting off the rosy light.

I looked out the window at the rosy light on the horizon.