|Moon over Farfara|
Scribbled in the back of my copy of The Name of the Wind by someone who hadn't slept in 36 hours, from a plane over Maritime Canada:
The last sunset I saw was two days ago, my feet in the sand of Waikiki beach. This one's above the clouds over Nova Scotia. The Hawaiian sunset's five minutes of silvered waters and blushing skies; the Haligonian's a half hour of blunt volcanic intensity, slowly swallowed by soot.
Maybe it's homesickness, but I can't say which I prefer, which I more admire.
|Sooty skies (A shorter exposure of the same shot.)|