sunset action

I think I am having one of those days, times, moments where I have totally lost track of what I wanted to talk about and/or say here.
But that’s okay. Nothing’s worth worrying about after all. It’s all just small stuff (props goes out to Carlson’s Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff for that quote).

Okay, but seriously I had this quaint little mention about something going on here in town. But I’m sure I’ll come back to it later.

In the meantime don’t be too surprised or upset by the blandness of this post.
Okay, let me begin by saying this, I wish I had a better camera.

Over the last several weeks I have been compiling lists and making notes of things that I would wish-want, or want to have.
One of those things would be a new camera. Now sure I’ve heard that it’s not the camera, it’s the photographer, etc., etc. BUT, be warned, I think that majestic images/times/happenings/places deserve a quality instrument. Just as a majestic scape or moment ought be taken in or drawn up by say, a Michelangelo or a Dali. Paint me wrong, I could be off about that.

Would you disagree?

Anyways, when I leave work the sun is usually going down. Setting. ‘You-yak-hey’ -ing. That is ‘sunset’ in Japanese. 夕焼け.

So let me say just this, yesterday, the sun was climbing down out of it’s high stead lowly down towards its resting place near and below the ocean horizon (yes, as it always does). And, my goodness was I taken aback.

There was a fire set to the sky like I’ve never seen. Even the photo cannot do it justice (below). In fact, while I stood and stared -and I am yet to see someone else do the same here in town- I was in awe. I stooped and stopped, and then I turned to go, but I turned back a second time and just as when an artist lifts brush from painting and then breathes a slow sigh of satisfaction upon his picture giving it a second life, so was I taken by surprise a second time.
The colors were like rolling waves of fire upon the ocean horizon. Oranges and pinks, with tones of a ‘heart-like’ red that I have never seen.

What am I trying to say by this? Well, for one, travel. Go somehwere you haven’t been before and stare at something that is so simple. You might be taken by surprise. But, you know what? I’ve stopped and stared so many times at a leaf on the road or a sewer grate and was awestruck -even in Canada. Maybe you don’t have to go anywhere.

Maybe I’m just sentimental because there are a lot of viewable television dramas I’ve been watching lately. Maybe that’s why I’m so mushy about this sunset thing. Or maybe, just maybe, nature is truly a majestic thing and in the words of R.M. Rilke,

‘Things aren’t all so tangible and sayable as people would have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beyond our own small, transitory life.’

This sunset was just that.