Days fly by yet seem longer as the daylight leaks away earlier and earlier. Somehow a nice sunset is a way the day says its sorry for going away yet again so soon.The tranquility of a painted sky soothes a hectic mind....keeps me from mourning, yet the days are colder as grayness sets in for a season.Another week, another month. Another new calender bought on sale. Seconds tick by like grains of sand slipping between my weathered fingers.And soon another year will be gone.