Are sunsets ever really simple? They can mean everything or nothing, depending on what value or mystery we put on them. For me, who thrills to the soul-deep pulse of the night and the aching pull of the Moon in all her glory, sunsets are never simple. They’re the ‘dawning’ of my true wakefulness. I have always loved sunsets, and ever since I truly got back to my photography, catching brilliant sunsets is one of my joys.
Just so happens, Sunday night there was a great sunset. I was out with several friends working on a little indie film, and we broke for dinner just as the sun (which had graciously been bright & warm… but not hot… all day) slipped below the horizon & ducked his head as the cloak of night fell. We were headed into the restaurant when I happened to turn my head & catch the sight – and I knew I couldn’t just let it pass, so I told the group I’d be in soon & rushed back to the car to get my camera.
Below is the result…
Love & Light!