This evening, something magical happened. I’m just going to bombard you with pictures, because I couldn’t decide on the nicest few…I was so frantic in snapping them, that as a collection they are appropriate in giving you my experience, and also a sense of how quickly it came and went.
I was in my front garden watering some green beans, looking west. I just so happen to turn my head east, dropped my hose, ran for my camera and called to my son Oliver to come and see the sunset. When he came outside, he looked west, and shrugged as if to say “so?” I flipped him around. He was excited about the colors, but wasn’t too excited about the fact that it was in the east. Until I helped him put two and two together. Fayetteville and the surrounds, if you were not lucky enough to see this magical sight, I hope these pictures do it a little bit of justice.
This is what it looked like to the west…not quite as spectacular.