Fall sunset over Ramallah

The sun sets now at 4:40. I know, even if I don't step outside to see the last of it slip beyond the horizon because I hear the mosques, in a sort of fugue, calling the faithful to the maghreb prayer. My house is on the side of a hill, and so I hear the call to prayer from Beitouniya, across the valley, as well as up the hill, from the old city of Ramallah.