Anatomy of a Sunset

Most days, right about happy hour, we make our way down to the dock to watch the sun set over the point just to the west of us. The tiki hut out at the tip of the point makes a good foil for the changing colors, and we have found that two sunsets are never the same.




Bud hangs at the end of the dock with friends Ted and Lucy for the sunset while Maggie plays dockmaster.

On Thursday evening the 20th of January, it was almost flat calm.  The sun had been out all day and a few clouds appeared on the horizon just as the sun was beginning to fall.  Here's how it looked, with the shots spaced out as we watched the mood and the colors change.

6:39 pm





and 6:42 pm...

and 6:46 pm...

and 6:48 pm...

almost gone just a minute later at 6:49 pm.

At 7:18 pm the chairs at the end of the dock are stacked against any wind that might come in overnight; the solar-powered lights have come on, and our loungers stand ready for tomorrow's reading in the sun.