
this is untouched shot into the sky on a cold winter evening, just before the last light in Sedona. We are treated to wonderful sunsets as well as evenings in this westernwonderland. I would love to see some sunset photos and you can send them to my clancysclassics@yahoo.com address and I will pick a few to post. Be sure to identify the location and make it recent with the date. Maybe make a poem or write a line about how it made you feel. I am a cloud and sunset person so you will see more of these posts... get used to it.
my favorite poet sings the praises of sunsets!
Emily Dickenson
The Sunset stopped on Cottages
Where Sunset hence must be
For treason not of His, but Life's,
Gone Westerly, Today—
The Sunset stopped on Cottages
Where Morning just begun—
What difference, after all, Thou mak'st
Thou supercilious Sun?
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