Sometimes time stops. Other times it multiplies. And then once in a while it does both at the same time. And then there is magic. In the mids of it all. A sun setting. Settling. I am settling. Settling into actual summer. I wanted summer and that is what I have. Actual summer. The sun is setting after a day of thunder, rain, sun and all at once. The sun is setting. It is a little reminder of passing time. Because it always does. Time. It is passing. Even when you hold on to it with everything you have. It passes, passes and passes. Until we are left watching it pass. Life. Settling into the passing. Absorbing the stillness. Stillness in togetherness. Life. Precious and magical. This.