Someone hand me a spoon

The sky tonight looked more like a tiramasu than a sky, layered in pink, blue, white and orange. Even though the setting sun never really showed its face, hiding behind a low ceiling of clouds, it threw its light to create this magic.

Shoeless in November

I never expected it to be so mild this evening when I went down to the beach to watch the sunset. I had to take my shoes off and wade out into the low tide. Then when I came back I

couldn't remember where I left my shoes. They blended in with the rocks and seaweed. Maybe it's early senility. I was sad to think that tomorrow the sun will be going down at 4:50 p.m.!!! I am going to protest this man-made ridiculous rule. I refuse to follow daylight savings times or whatever they call it. IT'S STUPID! I hate it! Who likes it getting dark at 4:50 p.m.??? Nobody, that's who. So on Monday I am showing up at work at my usual time. Rules be dammed.