As the sun sets, it paints the horizon over fields aflame, a reminder that endings are just beginnings anew. Stand marveling at the silhouettes of trees, bold against that sky, as if the day itself were giving us a last wave.
- Lawrence Ferlinghetti
As the sun sets, it paints the horizon over fields aflame, a reminder that endings are just beginnings anew. Stand marveling at the silhouettes of trees, bold against that sky, as if the day itself were giving us a last wave.