Looks like even the sun is clocking out for the day.

The sun hovered above the horizon like an artist deciding where to place the final stroke on a masterpiece. Its light spilled across the water in shimmering streaks that seemed almost tangible. I stood there watching as silhouettes of trees and rooftops framed this quiet drama. The air was still but carried a faint warmth from the day’s lingering heat. It felt as though time had slowed just enough for me to notice how fleeting such moments are. The faint rustle of leaves behind me reminded me that life moves on, even as we pause to admire its beauty.