This is not a song, I do not own a fiddle, and I am not on a roof.
HOWEVER! I am on the ninth floor, which is occasionally a good vantage point to see the sun rise from my place in Engelhart.
Sunrises and sunsets. They can be quite colorful, majestic, magical, romantic, or even sometimes scary. Whatever the emotion is, I think that everyone has a feeling about sunrises and sunsets. This will be a little bit of a photo-essay, as I think this is one case where words alone don’t do a sunrise or sunset justice.
It was something that I never really put much stock in when I was in high school and younger, as it was just a part of the day. On the eve of the Hallam tornado, however, the sunset was very colorful, as well as quite foreboding with the threatening clouds. This was before I did much chronicling of my life explicitly, so therefore I have no pictures.
Once, when we were going to the Cedar Point Biological Station, the skies looked very similar, and the layers of clouds on the horizon with the sunset created a wonderful blue-and-orange gradient across the entire horizon. It was bright but had an ominous look to it. Indeed, it started storming as we approached Ogallala!
Fast forward to Birthright, where I actually started adding photos to my chronicles. On the day that we were at קיבוץ גבולות, a majestic sunset on the west awaited us, and I asked Aaron to take a picture with me marveling at the sunset. In the picture, you can see that I am barely visible. I like the implication of this, though. In the grand scheme of things, we are all very small, yet we are still a part of the beauty of nature!
Sunset at Kibbutz G’vulot. The pink and orange gradient was amazing.
The day after the day after this, it was the מצדה morning. Wow, it seems I keep coming back to this in my blog posts, in one way or another! I wish I would have known how to better use my camera for scenes involving sunrises and sunsets, because the colors in the pictures that I took were quite distorted from the actual colors that I saw. Still, that makes it interesting to see the photo that is not exactly a perfect record of what you see. This is shown below.
It’s right at sunrise, even though it might not look like it! This is the magic (tragic?) of cameras that are not on optimal settings.
Of course, after Birthright, I became more aware of the sunrises and sunsets that I might be able to chronicle using my camera, and so for the rest of this blog post, I just want to show a few of my favorite pictures of sunrises and/or sunsets that I have captured on phone and/or camera, with short captions about them.
A sunset view from the Fullerton station in August of 2011. It had a resemblance to the kibbutz sunset from earlier in the post.
- Oops, the captions vanished. These are from August and October 2011, as sunsets and sunrises, respectively. The former is at the Fullerton L, and the latter is from my apartment window.
From Lincoln on November 4, 2011.
The sunrise on a March day in 2012, when the weather was a little forbidding.
Although the sunset is not visible, the effect of the lights at Ryan Field plus the clouds made a pretty interesting visual effect. (This was at the Vanderbilt game this year, and indeed it rained once the fourth quarter started!)
- Today is the twenty-ninth day of O.C.T.O.B.E.R. That makes four weeks and one day.