It's 8:00 p.m. in New Orleans. I'm watchting the prettiest sunset. As my eyes travel downward, from the highest lavender-blue point in the sky, the sky gradually changes to pink, deep pink, deep sky blue, then lavender again, the last color appearing to sit just above the tops of the trees. At 8:11, there's just a deep pink strip between two dark blue shades. It's now 8:14, and the lower part of the sky is just a pink-purple, slowly fading to dark blue.
The saddest part about watching these sunsets, is that my camera, and my words, cannot do them justice.
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