I sit on the rough, yet very soft send along the shore line feeling the warm water crash on my feet. It's silent, except for the seagulls, the crashing of the waves, and the rustling of the leaves in the breeze. Even though it is very dim out, I can still see a hint of orange, purple, and deep red in the sky, it almost highlights the clouds. The sunset makes the palm trees a silhouette against the purple heavens.
