Thursday, January 31, 2008

Framing Sunsets

Funny how we are made both melancholy and comforted by sunsets.
Strange how we look to frame them in photographs, by mountains or tree branches or buildings, as if that would hold them.

Their beauty is a result of the passing of time, the very thing that saddens us.


In the holler, sunset views are not made of clouds against open skies, they are made of hill shadows and humps, illuminated branches and tree trunks, half orange and half blue, fading to black.


JLB February 5, 2008 at 5:50 AM  

Thanks for this post - perfect food for poetic thought, and well illuminated by your photo.

cyndy February 5, 2008 at 7:17 AM  

Sunsets are special when they reach all the way down into a holler.

Quite a contrast to those that are seen from a mountain top, and you have explained it perfectly-as one who knows!

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lea-ann May 11, 2008 at 7:19 AM  

Catherine, please take some time for yourself on Mothers Day and photograph and post spring in the holler!!! Two baby robins have hatched here and mama duck just went squawking down the road -- her eggs are spread all over the yard :-( . . . L.

Kathleen August 9, 2008 at 7:57 PM  

I found your blog as I sit on my porch watching the sun go down and the fireflies come up. Your words are lovely.

BT February 21, 2009 at 12:49 AM  

I'm writing a story about a house in a holler. This is just the most perfect and useful description of a sunset I've ever come across. Talk about setting a unique scene!

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