So many evenings people are indoors at sunset, busy with dinner or involved in some mundane activity. Also an urban environment with tall building often obstructs the view of the sun's final light show. Yet the sun fans out its color practically every evening for us to witness something magical and magnificent and with amazing variety.
A few weeks ago, my son and I were driving home in Bend, Oregon, when we observed the sun's breath visible in the western sky. We stopped at the edge of an old quarry and captured a few photos. What is left to say?