One evening I was sitting down to eat dinner with my family, but while talking with my wife I noticed the incredible dancing colors behind her as the sun was beginning it’s descent. Even from my kitchen window I could tell this was going to be a sunset like never before. In a -comically hysterical- rush I mumbled an incoherent explanation and rushed out the door, grabbing my camera bag on my way out. The image I got was completely worth the cold dinner, and that’s saying a lot because there is few things I enjoy more than my wife’s cooking. By the time I got there the sun was still shining bright and the water was unusually blue and crystal clear. The clouds did nothing to darken the sky but they did seem to absorb the colors of the sun beautifully. Between the warm sky and the cool ocean the scene just became a heavenly marriage of color. My eyes found the lilacs and yellows somewhere in between and I was just instantly drawn into nature’s beauty. The glassy reflection of the sky above on the wet sand stitched together the deep blues with the pastels of the bright setting sun. The little piece of escaped heaven was token enough to grant me forgiveness for my disappearing act.