As the sun set, the sky turned light yellow and purple. The lighthouse glowed as it stood next to the white and brown house, both staring into the glorious sunset. Waves crashed on the rocks while a cool ocean breeze playfully tugged at the clouds. The small islands in the distnace stood wrapped in a mantle of haze. Rocks, with their sharp edges and lines, sloped down and turn to smooth, sea- worn stones until it hits the ocean.


-Tim Beltran del Rio
9/18/07