Is it the cold crisp air than enhances
the sunsets of winter? Looking down our valley to the west the
setting sun on a winter day is absolutely glorious. Not every day,
of course. It take a few strips of clouds stretching across the
V formed by our mountain sides to bounce some extra color. And they
push and pull, a heavenly elasticity as it alters with the dipping
of the sun over the edge of the horizon. Just wish there were words
to describe.
I have pondered about this a bit. Is
my rate of appreciation higher because there are storms moving in
and out through the winter months, and days when we have no sun to
watch its setting? Not just days, sometimes it is a week or so
before we are blessed with a sky of blue during the cold daylight
hours. For some reason the colors of blue, orange, yellow and purple
have an extra intensity, as though the Painter had thrown some
white silver into the blending before casting the color across the
sky.
The horizontal swirl of color with the
winter blue above.. . It never fails to awaken within me such gratitude for all the beauty that was put into the creation of our
planet and the system that brings each day and night back into our
lives. The beauty is always there, changing with the seasons, with constant 24 hour intervals, for those living upon the earth to enjoy.
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