Sunset with Stella

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Time Traveller and I contemplated the future through the glistening prism of a Stella, which makes everything look golden.

Without assistance, the sunset dazzled in many golden hues. I never tire of the view. Each day is unique and each is glorious.