I wonder what early human who lived by the ocean thought about when the sun vanished into the ocean, and then reappeared from the land in the opposite direction the next day? I wonder what crossed my mind when I first noticed this? Now humans in industrialized countries are first encouraged to think about taking a vacation when we search for answers about the sun.
Category: Sun
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Burning Mist
I love watching western fog fires, as the sun falls below drifting clouds, on summer evenings in the East Bay. This brief but spectacular spectacle of burning mist is as mesmerizing as real flames.
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Winter Sun
As a 6 year old child in London’s East End, sunsets were a rarity because the sun was always shrouded in fog. As a 10 year old child in Guyana, sunsets signaled the disappointing end of playtime and arrival of mosquitoes. Brooklyn sunsets at 15, felt like English sunsets without mosquitoes. At 38, after months of slate gray winter skies, sunsets in Minnesota were glorious. Now living in the East Bay, only miles away from the ocean, sunsets are a mix of British fog and tropical blaze.