January Sunset

To mark the passing of the dark cold month the sun boiled away into a mountain of fire behind the Istanbul skyline. My walk home was breathtaking, and when I was nearly home I stopped by the hair stylist to set myself straight for another month. The trim was a bit more than I was expecting and my beard was reduced to artfully placed stubble, but I don't pay the stylist to keep me looking the same.

Tomorrow is February, the snow outside has been reduced to muddy patches, and the warmer days give hope for an early spring.