The days are reaching their zenith with exactly a month to go. I’m sitting in our home and watching the sun spread its afternoon warmth both outside and in.
Our home faces west, and – as the day wanes – we are treated to wonderful sunsets. It’s worth it to have our air conditioning working full blast to offset the heat that bounces off our windows on this side of the home. It’s worth it to keep the blinds closed and go outside to see the sun’s demise. It’s even worth it when we pay the electric bill.
Living in southwestern Michigan can be challenging many months of the year, so when Spring/Summer finally arrives we revel in it. In addition, we are located at the very western end of the Eastern Time zone, which means that summer nights are particularly long and the sun doesn’t set until after 9 PM. So the nights are heavenly, especially if you’re a night owl like me and love to stay up late.
For some reason, tonight was particularly beautiful; and I was in a particularly sentimental mood. I recall one summer my son Keith and I explored sunsets on Cape Cod; other times Earl and I have watched them from the bow of a cruise ship. Then there’s the ten years’ worth of sunsets we viewed at our previous home, and the ones we watched in Chicago before that.
No matter how many I see, I am always taken with their beauty and individuality. No two sunsets are alike.
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