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Lapping the Sunset

The strange thing about the sunset is that, as a photographer, I actually don't want the sun to set. I want it to stay right on the horizon - not below it, not above it - just right on it. And yet, everyday the sunset laps us, signalling the end of the day. The passing of the sunset reminds us that time is ephemeral, and as much as I don't want the sun to set, it does, and we have to make sure we make the best of every single sunset, and every single moment.

Netarts
OR USA

The Texture of Sunset

It had been a long and cold day, and my energy was sapped the lack of any sunlight on that long drive down the Oregon Coast. As the sun disappeared behind the grey mass of clouds, I thought it was going to be the last light of day, and I was getting ready to turn back.

And it was around then that I started seeing tinges of color on the horizon, a pale pink that was slowly starting to spread over, seemingly breathing blood to the the sky. And within a span of minutes, the western horizon was laced with a kaleidoscope of reds, yellows and pinks. On the smooth surface of the sand bar that only appears at low tide, the colors of the sky reflected like a Roarsch painting in vibrant technicolor.

A seagull braved the cold winds to pose for me (or so I like to think) for this colorful sunset on the Oregon coast.

Tillamook County
OR USA