As we sat on the edge of the dock, our feet dangling in the water, we waited for that sun to drop.
Long after the sun was gone, we could still see it’s reverberations over the earth,
as the sky reflected the afterglow of the sun, painting the sky in a fluorescent show of pinks, blues and violets.
And we
watched.
And finally, we all decided
that that cloud hovering
over the trees must be a mighty warrior angel, something out of a Frank Peretti novel.
These photos are beautiful, Susie!! So peaceful….