2005-11-22 - 1:01 p.m.
Yesterday I was driving home from work and I was awestruck by the sunset. Then I chastised myself for being such a sappy girl…
“It’s a bloody sunset, guess what? It happens EVERY DAY!”
I just kicked myself in the shin and tried not to drive off the road as I watched it as I was driving. There are some days that I really wish that I had a camera with me it was that pretty. But I memorized it.
The sky is pink with long creamy finger clouds stretching across the horizon. Just below the horizon are the Rocky Mountains poking into the pink in all of their craggy glory. They are a sooty black, which makes a clear contrast on the sky. You can really see the line of the mountains when there is this much of a contrast, like someone used a sharp knife and carved them into the horizon. In front of the mountains there are the lights of Calgary. They are far away and more of a sparkle than individual lights. They also have a sharp contrast to the mountains. A picture wouldn’t do any justice because you wouldn’t see them twinkle. Just in front of the lights of Calgary are the lights of Airdrie. They are bigger and you can see more individual lights. They aren’t twinkling, but they aren’t glaring. With the sun setting it isn’t really dark and still have natural light around them diluting them, giving them a slight haze, softening the halo of the light. Closer to me, between Airdrie and me is a farmer’s field. It’s spotted with round bails that still have their bright green colour of fresh cut hay. The field around the bails is stubby, as the grass has stopped growing for the season. It’s a dusty green colour, with dirty snow melting in the shallows of the field. The whole scene is quite pretty. It’s one that I have filed away in my brain under “beauty”.
