Have you noticed how we gather at the setting of the sun? There is something almost primal about the pull to observe days end. Though more noticeable at waters edge, perched in high spots or other locations more accessible, even the most jaded of us seem to find a calm humbled center in the observance of those final bits of light. We make efforts to see special skies filled with spectacular color, yes; but time and time again through the years, with less dramatic skies, I have marveled as strangers gather to watch that orb slipping out of sight. Like a visual lullaby, it leaves a quiet slowed pace in its departure. And smiles, many smiles.
This photo was taken at Carmel River beach in CA a few years ago.