There is certainly no absolute standard of beauty.
That precisely is what makes its pursuit so interesting.
~ John Kenneth Galbraith
Leaving work a little later than I usually do, once again I sat in slow-moving traffic but the beauty of sitting in traffic in winter is that the sun is already low and getting ready to set and as I drive home, I watch her sink lower towards the horizon, lighting up the sky above and the ocean below.
As I turned out of the traffic to head home, driving along the beachfront I couldn’t help but pull over and stop for just a little while to enjoy the beauty of what was unfolding before me.

“Pink sky night, shepherds’ delight. Pink sky morning, shepherds’ warning.” As I sat watching the sky change colour, as if Emma was painting it for me, I recalled that very first morning riding to school on our bikes that she recited this for me and now every time I see a pink sky I think of my best friend ~ I miss her so much.
Sunsets are so incredibly beautiful that they almost seem as I were looking through the gates of heaven. I wasn’t disappointed tonight and it was as if Emma painted the sky for me as I watched.
I truly do live in what really must be one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
~ All Photos By Me ~