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This oppressive heat has kept me indoors—processing photographs. I stumbled across this beautiful sunset I captured from my friend’s boat, as we were returning home from a gorgeous day on the Chesapeake Bay.

Here are a couple of thoughts on sunsets, which I hope inspire you as they do me:

Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned…. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.
—Oscar Wilde

And found on the dove-grey edge of the sea
A pearl-pale, high-born lady, who rode
On a horse with bridle of findrinny;
And like a sunset were her lips,
A stormy sunset on doomed ships….
—William Butler Yeats

Sunset over the Chesapeake Bay (You can purchase this print by clicking on it. All purchases benefit the Friends of the Wounded Veterans.)