The History of Sunsets

It doesn't take much for me to enjoy a sunset. They're something I've always loved and appreciated, perhaps moreso than the average bear.

When I was really little - as in, just learning how to talk - my cousin was impressed with how clearly I could say 'sunset.' No slurring, no misplaced letters, not even remotely drunk-sounding. Sunsets have always been our thing, and I think of her every time I post sunsets here.

I love taking the time to look at them. Sunsets are the proverbial roses that I stop and smell, and they give me a chance to find the beauty, wherever I happen to be when it gets dark. They give me pause, and in the moments that I watch them, I can forget about whatever else happened during the day, no matter how the day has gone.

Today's sunset is very simple - forget about everything else while you breathe it in. And tell me what you do to relax at the end of the day.


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  1. I hope these are from last night. I was out for a run and ended up going down this beautiful path by the lake. I had no idea it was there, and I ran it just as the last light was fading over the water. It was like a little treasure hidden just for me. It made me think of you, and I'm glad you saw it too. :)

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