EVENING SHADES

When I was a child, there was nothing like nighttime. Its whimsical, care-free contrasts and creatures of the night, like fireflies and twinkling stars, adorned every corner of the pitched black ecstasy.

The orange cream hues mixed with periwinkle colors, and a certain chill in the air. Early yesterday evening, I couldn't help but notice the most beautiful evening I've ever seen.


And so there it was: beautiful and radiant. Yes, there it was, and so was I marveling in the breath-taking wonder of it all.