The burst of color settled on my home as the sun got caught in the treetops. Captured for only a moment, yet captured for all time.

Spring Sunset

Its radiance freeze-framed within the soul of the image.

Spring Sunset (2)

Sunsets used to carry my spirit with them – beyond the horizon to Van Diemen’s Land where my soul would get lost if I weren’t careful to hide while the sun was leaving me.

Spring Sunset (3)

Here in the country, I don’t have to close the drapes to avoid the sun’s descent.

Spring Sunset (4)

To espy the waning of the country sun is to participate in the splendor of its farewell.