Wednesday, November 1, 2023 When the Sun Sets

I went on an old-fashioned photography walk yesterday, the kind I used to do regularly. The sun was setting and bestowing upon the world that rich, dusky light that makes our hearts soar and brings a joy that is inextricably mixed with longing.

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I kept walking and the sun kept setting and the camera kept capturing. The air was crisp and cold; my hands were un-mittened and feeling the shock of wintry-ness – it is here, already?

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The geese flew overhead on an urgent mission to get to warmer climes. Farewell until we meet again!

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The corn fields have been shorn, leaving some odds and ends in the grass that will no doubt be a happy circumstance for some critters.

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And the sun kept setting and I kept walking and my cold hands kept taking pictures.

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Praise God from whom all blessings flow…

Can I get an “amen”?

When the sun sets, the blog post will sink below the horizon.