“Oh, look!” the Carnivore exclaimed, pointing out the window. He took a picture with his phone.
Not content with a photo that would include street lamps, electric wires and the rooftops across the street, I grabbed my point-and-shoot and ran (yes!) UP THE HILL to get a clear shot at crimson glory.
If the photos are shaking, it’s because (1) I didn’t haul along a tripod and (2) my entire body heaved as I tried to catch my breath. #outofshape
I realized how little I get out after dark. At least on foot. I’m missing out. The wind had calmed, the world had calmed. It was wonderful.
“Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.”
–Ralph Waldo Emerson