It seems like forever since I’ve seen a really beautiful sunset. I generally ride west about that time of night, so it’s not like I’ve been missing them, they just haven’t been there. Boise can put on a serious show at times ... I’m talking those ones so stunningly beautiful that they make you stop to watch and almost cry. The pinks, the yellows, all the pastels, the stormy ones that are all dark blue and almost black … sometimes nature can make you stand up on those four giant suitcases you’ve got strapped together floating around the Pacific ocean with a passed out Meg Ryan and cry “Thank you … for my life …”
Wait, that’s Joe Banks. And I’ll be damned if I’m jumping in some volcano.
Nevertheless, it's been too long since the skies have shown their overwhelming beauty. It’s about time for them to start showing up again.
Above: Meh ... I've seen prettier.
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I fucking love that movie.
Abe Vigoda at his best. Plus, I like saying "I have a brain cloud!"
Thanks for breaking up my 5 post commentless streak. Now I know what it's like going into the ninth with a no-hitter ...
You almost cry over sunsets?
See a good sunset yet?
The most beautiful ever.
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