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Yesterday was a bingbangboom kind of a day. One of those days where I rely on to-do lists and razor-sharp logistics. Drop the dog off, take care of Chanukah packages, make it to my meeting, squeeze my plans in, teach, meet, shovel down food, teach, meet, run the errands, skip the workout, go to get the dog and…
WOW. The sky. The sky, as I was driving. I kept hoping I would make it to my destination in time to snap a picture or two or three or four. The above and below pics. They’re testaments to the power of dusk. Really, the right dose of sunlight is like a dandelion. It has the power to bloom and brighten and beautify whatever surroundings you might discover it in.
Skies like this…I can’t NOT look at them.
And clearly, there is something to be said for a late November sky, because this was a Facebook post of mine from ten years ago yesterday.
I’ll close out with one of my very favorite book excerpts of all time:
“The sky was a ragged blaze of red and pink and orange, and its double trembled on the surface of the pond like color spilled from a paintbox. The sun was dropping fast now, a soft red sliding egg yolk, and already to the east there was a darkening to purple. “
-Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting
Soapbox: The Way I see Things 
Beautiful pictures. I totally understand the need to stop, admire, and snap pictures. We have had some awe inspiring sunsets recently – golds – pinks – purples – blues.
Yes! And of course, the photos never quite do justice, and of course, that doesn’t stop me…
Lovely! I love your dandelion comparison – so apt! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
Thank you, Ruth! That was one line I had some fun crafting. =))
You are not alone! I absolutely love skies and clouds and sunsets. This is a wonderful post and makes me so thankful to witness such beauty on a regular basis.
Right? And that beauty both repeats itself AND becomes new, every. Single. Time. Talk about miracles…
Love that you’ve spent a decade capturing beautiful skies. 🙂
I, too, am known to look up in awe.
Thanks, Stacey! I feel sad for folks who DON’T look up in awe from time to time. Maybe it’s because I know how very much they’re missing…
Clouds – I have SO many photos of clouds.
Yes! Clouds, and sunsets, and skies, and rainbows. I’d do moons and stars but don’t have the camera for it…
“Really, the right dose of sunlight is like a dandelion. It has the power to bloom and brighten and beautify whatever surroundings you might discover it in.” What a great couple of lines!
Thank you for the beautiful pictures and the words you’ve put with them. I love watching the sun set and the sky as darkness takes over. It’s a magical time.
Yes, it is, Tim. An absolutely magical time. I hadn’t made the connection, until Fran had mentioned it, that now’s also the time of celebrating light and miracles in all their forms. Magical time, indeed. I’m also glad you liked the dandelion passage. It was fun to craft.
I enjoyed your post — and the reminder to celebrate the little things we often take for granted. Next sunset I see, I’ll wave in your direction!
Why thank you! I’ll wave right on back.
The golden light, you captured it well in your words and photos. I especially like your perspective on resilience and comparing the sun to a dandelion, both tough, yet ordinary in a way.
Thank you! I had some fun crafting that line.
You are not alone in this, my friend. I, too, have many sky pictures. Hard to find words to capture the glory, to express the awe and the stirrings of the soul… but as I sit drinking in your words and savoring the magnificence of the sun, I think: festival of light, indeed. Utterly beautiful. As is Babbitt’s quote. I am also savoring the idea of being a light-chaser ❤
Festival of light. YES! How did I not think of that? The miracles, large and small, that shine for us and light our way. As for being a light chaser…I’m going to let that one soak in and resonate. Thanks, Fran. =))