I don’t know what it is about a sunset that grabs me. Yet it does. Every time.
I head outside to run the dogs, and am stopped by the grand display in the sky.
Back inside I go….grabbing camera, purse, car keys…..yelling to hubby…..”I’ve gotta hurry to beat the sun, do you wanna go?” He always says yes. *smile
How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.” George MacDonald