There is something about the setting of the sun that is magic. Something that I can't quite put my finger on. Or maybe it is not one thing in particular. Maybe it is the collection of anything you want it to be.
The warmth of the days last rays as they stretch as far as they can to gently touch your hair and put their hand on your face, before quickly slipping away for the night.
The colors that seem to come from nowhere. The sun seems to be yellow/orange. The earth is blue and green. Yet somehow we get pinks as bright as flowers, purples as deep as the sea, and reds as strong as fire.
The knowledge that a perfect day has finished, and in the morning, another one will start, because the sun will always be there.
The way you can watch a sunset wherever you want. It happens everywhere. A beautiful backyard garden, the wide open ocean, a rooftop restaurant, a lush green field...
The brightness of the sun at the end of the day is always more dazzling and blinding than any other time of the day. It is closer to us. It is at eye-level, trying to catch our glance and wave goodnight.
The tranquility of a sunset is there for anyone to enjoy, and that should be taken advantage of, because you can do whatever it is you haven't gotten done during the day as you admire it. Anyone who has never watched the sun set is greatly missing out. It is almost impossible to think of anything else during it. And I'm still not sure why.
"Once I saw a chimpanzee gaze at a particularly beautiful sunset for a full 15 minutes, watching the changing colors, and then retire to the forest without picking a pawpaw for supper." - Adriaan Kortlandt
