Summer Sights

Hello friends!

I’ve been feeling crummy about not updating here, especially given that my Alaska posts are just sitting there waiting to be polished and posted. A lot of things have been going on that I’ll update you all on later, but I wanted to let you know that I am still thinking of you – 5 regular readers and people stumbling here by accident.

Summer is in full swing here in the DC area. It’s the first summer I’m working through, so I always feel like summer hasn’t quite arrived yet. There have been a few moments that remind me it has.

The other night, I had come home late from work, as I’ve been doing more and more often these days. I walked out to pick up our mail, my skin breathing in the humidity and missing the crisp freshness of Alaskan air. I looked up to see stars twinkling through the leaves of one of my front yard trees. As I looked closer, I realized that there were also fireflies sitting amongst the leaves, blinking with the stars.

Another day, I was driving back from the train station. The forecast predicted severe thunderstorms, and I could already see foreboding clouds brewing up ahead. But when I made a turn, the sky before me was split. On my right loomed storm clouds several miles ahead, creeping up with slate greys and purples. On my left, however, it was clearer. A dusty pink-orange spilled over as the sun set, casting a glow on a few clouds that were not threatening rain.

I have a lot in store for the blog once I get my life sorted out. Alaska posts are coming. Europe posts will be completed. More up-to-date life recaps. Fun posts. Less fun posts. I have so many things I want to share with you all.

I just need to find the time!

Spotted on the Georgetown Waterfront: the coolest dog

Dusk, By Any Other Name…

Yesterday, while I was driving home from work, I saw the most gorgeous array of colors in the sky as the sun set. Since I was driving, I wasn’t able to photograph it.

So I thought I’d try painting a picture for you all, an exercise in articulating my thoughts.

The entire sky seemed to be ablaze. Instead of light beaming down from the sun in its pocket of the sky, I felt bathed by the glow of every cloud, reflecting a soft rosy warmth from every direction.

Blushing feathery wisps were spread across the heavens. The rare slices of sky that were not this dusty pink remained a vibrant blue, cerulean spilling forth and stealing glances between swirls of clouds aflame.

As the sun continued its dive towards the horizon, the flush of the clouds gave way to vivid plum hues, the ends of which were still dripping with that fiery scarlet. The dusky violets crept across the sky, overtaking the persistent azure, chasing the retreating embers until they shrinked back, back behind the treetops.

Or something like that.