Friday
Mar052010
Sunset, Friday, 5 March 2010
Henry David Thoreau:
Unless you watch, you do not know when the sun goes down. It is like a candle extinguished without smoke. A moment ago you saw that glittering orb amid the dry oak leaves in the horizon and now you can detect no trace of it.
In our case we have contrails for smoke.
This probably wasn’t clear: I like contrails.
And smoke, too, for that matter.
Posted on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 07:20PM | by BVD | in Sunset Paintings, Sunsetology | tagged Blue Ridge, Henry David Thoreau | | Comments Off