I’m feeling inspired as of late. I’m not sure what it is, or what it will be, but it’s happening.
As the Blues Fall on Half Dome
If there was the definition of ‘perfect timing’, showing up to Glacier Point on this night would have been captioned in it. Not only was it described by a Ranger who happened to be at the lookout as ‘one of the most colorful that he’s seen recently’, but it was also quite a prolonged affair. We all know those sunsets that the color is here and gone in what seems like seconds. This was not one of those nights.