I don't know the science behind sunsets. I don't really want to know. Isn't it better to think of each sunset as a kind of magic emblazoned across the sky or sometimes subtly painted from a pastel palette? As the sun sinks inexorably into the western horizon, you never really know what kind of sunset you re going to get but what you do know is that as long as there have been human beings on this planet they have stood in awe of sunset scenes like this one. Leonardo? David Hockney? Vincent Van Gogh? No artist could ever paint a sunset the way that Mother Nature can.
"O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams." - Hamlet Act II scene ii
25 November 2014
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SunRISEs don't have the same effect, do they? It seems like humans would be more inspired and thankful that the sun rises each day. Sunsets should invoke the fear that perhaps we'll never see the sun again. When I was driving along with my car full of chickens last weekend, the sun came up over the Sierras and all I could think was, "I'm batshit crazy for being up this early."
ReplyDeleteBatshit crazy? I have never heard that expression before. Is it possible to be pigshit crazy? Chickenshit crazy? But I know what you mean about sunrises...they promise light while sunsets promise the mysteries of darkness.
DeleteJan, I call it Stupid O'Clock
DeleteA friend calls it the Buttcrack of Dawn
DeleteBreathtakingly, heartstring-tuggingly beautiful, this one is!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ambassador.
DeleteWow! That photo took my breath away when I entered your site, Yorky! Absolutely stunning!
ReplyDeleteWell. I thought so too. I snapped fifty pictures of that same sunset. Thank heavens for digital cameras.
DeleteStunning photograph, Mr Pudding. The science of sunsets is way beyond my tiny brain but I do know at the end of a sometimes tiresome day a brilliant sunset seldom fails to lift my dropping spirits.
ReplyDeleteMs Soup
Thank you Ms ABC, I deliberately only loaded one photo of that sunset.
DeleteI think you Photoshopped it ~ because your last blogpost said that English weather is rainy, gloomy and cloudy :)
ReplyDeleteHa! Ha! That was the expat fellow who said that Carol.
DeleteI don't usually enjoy the the nuclear sunsets but am envious of this one.
ReplyDeletePhew! A photo that has made a professor of photography envious! I am flattered sir.
DeleteWow!
ReplyDeleteAre you lso thinking of the model aeroplane photo MAJ?
DeleteSpectacular photos...good old "Mother Nature"....
ReplyDeleteYes. Mother Nature also created your beauty Robert.
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