BagelsinAugust

the golden hour

Nov
08
My favorite time of day is the hour before sunset. Everything is covered in a veil of warm amber. People are returning home from work; families reunite. The sounds of relief as doors open. The freedom of removing tight shoes and heavy bags. We are together again, momentarily we displace the demands of work, focus on each other.
 
Windows are still open, and curtains unready yet to be drawn. You can take a peek, examine homes with people in them – how they live, move. Lights not yet turned on, and that glow of the last rays of sunshine floods entire rooms, highlighting and simultaneously masking objects. I especially enjoy the sounds of cutlery hitting dishes, the voices coming through kitchens, the laughter or discussions around tables, and smells of food.
 
Morning comes, and we all complain, begrudging the day as we arise, often in confusion. But the evening is different: slower, kinder. We made it through another day, how comforting to know the golden light is ours.

on my way homeheading east during sunset
sunset in Hawaii

blue sky and clouds over the pacific ocean

Feb
17

blue sky

photos from the air

May
22

I have been travelling for work lately, and have taken to finding my way to window seats (whether assigned or not) to view the topography. I think one of the things that I like most about airplane rides that are cross country is seeing the various mountains, hills, streams, waterfalls (!!!), and all of nature. I am in constant awe of how beautiful America is.