I am very lucky to have such lovely spots to see the sun set as I travel home from town. Red sky at nigh, sailors’ delight the saying goes. This sky seems to bode fair weather, or at least favorable winds for the morrow.
Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.
-F. Scott Fitzgerald
I need to look up the details of how a tree’s life support system functions. I guess I’m more artist than scientist, but I do marvel at the mechanisms by which all living things sustain themselves – with the help of a universal energy source.
This was a wondrous day, considering it’s November. Getting chilly now, as the sun is setting.
But the daytime temp hovered around seventy. Not a breeze stirring. The tree branches, most lacking leaves, are starkly clear against the soft pink and lavender shade of the eastern sky.
Yes, I do mean eastern. Tonight the sky above the setting sun is nearly white. Not sure how that happened. Maybe it’s the time of year. It’s so often cloudy in November, and we so seldom focus on mid-autumn sunsets. They come so quickly now.
I try not to dread the shortening hours of daylight, but can’t help it. The chance of snowflakes, too, is troubling. But there is hope on the horizon for our human interactions. The election drama is over (we hope). Perhaps this day will usher in a time when we’ll come together to conquer the pandemic and all the unfairness suffered by so many.
This unseasonably fair and windless November day could be a hopeful portent for a more peaceful future.
Seek out the sunset. Be grateful for having made it through another day.
From The Art of Simple Living – By Shunmyo Masuno
Soon their branches will be filled with leaves, but for now these giants stand silhouetted against a spring sunset. This country road I take fairly often is one of most rustically scenic in the area.
Traveling home last evening, and then again this morning (I’m composing this post on Good Friday) I encountered several snow squalls, punctuated by sunny skies.
Here’s a photo of one of my favorites spots to observe sunsets. I love this huge old farmhouse. Each time I pass, images come to me, of brothers and sisters from a large family flitting about the upstairs bedrooms after a long day of labor on the farm during summer vacation, or following chores and homework on schooldays.
My mother always said an Easter snow was inevitable. I used to scoff when she said that, but the years have shown me, we do usually have at least a skiff of snow, somewhere within the week before or after Easter.
Hopefully today’s flurries will serve as this year’s official Easter encounter with the white stuff.
May Easter blessings surround us. . .
And may those of us who are well remain healthy as our heroes in the medical research community work round the clock to find ways to help current COVID-19 patients and a vaccine to prevent future outbreaks.
This photo is from about a week or so ago. Driving home between eight and nine pm, I found this cloud formation intriguing. The lovely light dropping over the edge of the curved, dark cloud created an interesting contrast.
Unsettled weather offers one consolation. Skies filled with a variety of cloud formations.
The above photo features the dramatic close to the day that greeted me on my way home from work several evenings previously. The site where is was taken is one of my favorite spots to see the sun sink to the horizon.
Below are two halves of a perfect rainbow that made my morning one day. Spattering raindrops fell from nearly non existent clouds, as the full spectrum half circle appeared in the western sky.
Seldom have I seen rainbows to the west of my location. They predominantly seem to appear in the east, behind a storm that’s moved on.
Whatever the cause of these anomalies, they add fascinating factors to our days during this most sensational season of summer.