Forces of Nature

I recently rediscovered our balcony, which runs the length of our apartment and faces north of the city, above the park. I'm eager to come home these days so I can sit in an oversized armchair, reading romance books and surfing the net until it's dark and I'm shivering in a heavy and thoroughly unattractive sweatercoat.

Every once in a while, I'll give my eyes a rest as the words start jumbling together (perhaps from too much magarita?). Particularly when dusk approaches and the clouds and sun paint beautiful pictures across the sky like tonight.