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My amazing little boy (who is not so little anymore) dashed downstairs this afternoon because he wanted to share the sunset with me. "Doesn't it look like the sky is on fire?" he asked excitedly. And it really, really did. The whole southwestern sky blazed red and orange, the naked branches of the winter-dead trees silhouetted against it. We went upstairs together to decide which of the windows had the best view, finally hanging together out the window of his bedroom to watch the colors fade.