“And yet day and night meet fleetingly at twilight and dawn,” he said, lowering his voice again and narrowing his eyes and moving his head a quarter of an inch closer to hers. “And their merging sometimes affords the beholder the most enchanted moments of all the twenty four hours. A sunrise or sunset can be ablaze with brilliance and arouse all the passion, all the yearning, in the soul of the beholder.”
― Mary Balogh, A Summer to Remember
Until finally, Night Falls…
In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Threes
Watching the sunset was a magical experience that spring two years ago. It happened purely by accident. The sky was cloudy at the top where we originally wanted to take photographs at the top of Clingman’s Dome. I recall packing our things, leaving the site disappointed. Then, we saw a perfect visual of the sun falling behind the mountains and stopped.
Sometimes, if we keep our eyes open, we can catch wonderfully magnificent things we would have otherwise missed.
Things rarely go as you plan them and, once in a great while, those things are even better than what you originally planned.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone.
Love and God bless,