Since I’m not a “morning” person, I rarely see a sunrise. The ones I have seen have been beautiful, but not enough to rouse me from bed for the event.
Sunsets are another story. By that time of day I’m usually relaxing, often on our patio, and watching the sky explode with color, all kinds of color. All kinds of formations too.
But the thing is this summer that kind of sunset has been few and far between, and I don’t know why. Is it the weather, which has been relatively mild with few days in the nineties? Is it climate change? Or am I becoming jaded?
There is another resident where I live who also enjoys a great sunset; we used to text each other when there was a particularly worthy one to make sure neither of us missed it. But we haven’t done that in a while. I think I’ll ask her if she’s noticed a difference. If she has, it won’t make me feel better. But at least the jaded question will be answered.
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