I’m not trying to be overly saccharine here, but it’s a lovely thing to ponder: Can you believe we have a sunset every single night? And that it’s different every night? And that we can simply look outside and take it in?
Lately, I’ve been completely enamored with Golden Hour. Any time I can, I like to ride my bike during the hour when the sun is setting.
Every single time, I find something beautiful. And every single time, it’s beautiful differently.
Here are some highlights from this week:
Have you seen any good sunsets lately?
Smuggling Grace 