Tony was up river fishing this evening, so I went to Kissing Rock alone. Sometimes solitude while watching a sunset can put a person into a deep-thinking, what-life-is-all-about mood; tonight, no. It was sooo enjoyable to just remain in the present as I watched the brilliant gold melt into it's own distinctive personality. The more I pay attention, the more I realize how much I've been missing all these years by not making sunsets a priority.
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