Saturday, November 17, 2012
If you are around our house at 5:00 in the evening, you will hear a sudden flurry of activity.
One certain 13 year-old boy will grab up his camera and with much dashing, clomping down stairs, scurrying and slamming of doors, he will be up the driveway, across the field, and over to the lake . . . before it's too late!
He will be looking at the sky.
Because right now, his current obsession is sunset pictures, taken on the IPod and posted on Instagram.
I love them---these pictures of the nighttime sky, with all its wideness and wildness and swirl of clouds and rich colors.
That last joyful shout of pigment staining the sky . . .
. . . before the sun slips below the sill of the earth . . .
and all is dark . . . and still.