We’re headed to St Petersburg FL in the morning for a couple of days at the beach. I hope to catch a sunset and a sunrise while there to match the beauty of this sunset as Allyson exited the water at Cocoa Beach last night.
THE SEA OF SUNSET.
This is the land the sunset washes,
These are the banks of the Yellow Sea;
Where it rose, or whither it rushes,
These are the western mystery!
Night after night her purple traffic
Strews the landing with opal bales;
Merchantmen poise upon horizons,
Dip, and vanish with fairy sails.
–Emily Dickinson
Simple Gestures 