Aside from the onset of rain, it's images like this that make me feel I'm somewhere else...at least my mind is (lost in the clouds). I took these pictures from the top of the water tank at our backyard. There's this strange mix of elation, sadness, beauty, and longing that stirs inside of me when I see the sunset. The whole thing is such a dark, dual metaphor for me. It might mean that as the darkness looms, hope is lost (but in a pretty and colorful way)...or maybe it means that you can retire for the day and get some well-earned rest.

This is weird, but maybe a significant portion of my past life was spent outdoors and/or in close proximity to the sun...maybe that's why I have a such an affinity for that fiery heavenly body.

Same thing with the moon too...