As it happened, I was sitting at my desk sipping a beer when I caught a glimpse out my window. Inspiration needs no egging on. With two steps I was swiftly out my room and heading for the driveway, Tischer in tow and beer in hand.
This sunset was soft and warm. Hughes of purple and red soothed my eyes and offered a point to settle my gaze while I thought back on this day. Blue sky in the morning, bushwhacking a rough trail that serves us better once snow has filled in the cracks, and a hot dinner.
I think that's what I love most about sunsets. Certainly stunning and beautiful and worthy of my time, I value the setting sun for its offering of insight and reflection too. It is such a good time to bring thoughts together and pay tribute to the day. Though it may not be over, it's like dedicating those five minutes before bed to writing in your journal.
I just made my entry in ink the color of the Mount Hood alpenglow.
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