December 1, 2013
“Tonight the sun has died like an Emperor … great scarlet arcs of silk … saffron … green … crimson … and the blaze of Venus to remind one of the absolute and the infinite … and along the lower rim of beauty lay the hard harsh line of the hills …”
– John Coldstream, Ever, Dirk: The Bogarde Letters
This is my favorite time of year for sunsets. With the winter solstice approaching, the sun’s rays bend into beautiful fiery hues that paint the evening sky in surreal colors. The resulting glow draws us from our winter nests to step outside and revel in the glory.