You are sending a link to...
Waiting for the moment
Last evening I drove a few blocks from my home to the levee above the American River to take some pictures of a nice sunset I saw developing in the sky. The lovely parkway along the river is popular for walking dogs, biking, and jogging.
As I stood there waiting for the orange sky in the west begin to darken and light up the clouds above and to the east, a middle aged women walking her dog came near by.
“I came out to see if it was going to be something. I guess not,” she told me.
“You have to give it a chance. It al depends on whether there are any clouds on the horizon blocking the light. The sun has to get a bit lower before it you can get a good sky.” I explained.
“Well, I can’t wait. I have to get back to the house,” she said and off she went.
I was surprised by her impatience. I am something of a sunset meteorologist in that I can look at a cloudscape in late afternoon and determine what kind of sunset will occur. Yet, people can go their whole lives and never care if they catch a nice one or not, or never bother to learn to locate and name a single star in the night sky.
A little while later, a man came along with a Chihuahua on a leash and so I told him this shaggy dog
story. One of the best.
If you don't see any pictures below, you can see them here.