There are no clouds as I write this post. I can only wonder what our eyes will see, on this, the last sunset in 2023.

It was just 31 hours until the end of the year, and outside daughter Kathryn’s window, a glowing sunset did appear. Far off to the west across the Chesapeake Bay, the mighty sun was giving us its very best.
The wind in the air distributes the dust, which, combined with the clouds, gives a colorful thrust. It even reflects far below, to the creek, as its waters flow. It ends far off to the west, after giving us its very best.

Thank you, Lord, for all we see, majestic stuff created by thee.

Happy New Year, one and all.