The sun is setting on just about the most gloriously beautiful day possible, and it's going out in style. The trees that are catching the late rays outside my window are glowing crimson, as are the edges of a few puffy little clouds above them.
So if you want to see a different kind of red, you're going to have to go here. Or here. Or here. I don't want to write about that stuff right now.
Shabbat Shalom.
