The past days have had my gaze perpetually turned upwards. Everyday, the sky paints a panoramic scene that’s hard to ignore. I watch mesmerized at the colors: brilliant blue, glittering gold, vibrant orange, blazing red, pearly pink and purple.…
"The beauty of the truth is that it need not be proclaimed or believed. It skips from soul to soul, changing form each time it touches, but it is what it is."— Mark Helprin