I've been paying a lot of attention to the sun as of late. The way the sun comes up and the way the sun goes down. When the sun hits at certain points or shines through the kitchen through the side window just right. But I suppose what better a way to spend the beginnings and ends of every day watching one of the most beautiful symbols of time passing. Tonight was the evening before Easter and I watched from a specific place on my couch as the sun began to settle down for the evening. The colors of the sky were orange, pink and almost purple near one of the rooftops of an apartment nearby. Yet another Easter Eve gone by this one certainly unforgettable as there was more silence in the sunset this year than perhaps other years. But the sky was dipped in His majesty all the same. Like a paintbrush waving across the sky making its way towards heaven.