"The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire. " -Pamela Hansford Johnson
We came out of Wal-Mart just in time for the sunset last night, and it was another Colorado doozy, with orange and pink like ribbons a kitten spilled all over the sky.
We were explaining to Maeve that the Earth was turning away from the sun, so it was going to get dark, and the different angle of the sun is what turns the clouds and sky different colors, as she was admiring the sunset. She repeated a blurred version of the facts back to us, obviously excited to be in the know. In a very excited voice, she squeaked, "Let's all go see the sun together!!"
In that moment, my whole heart wanted to say yes, to tell her we'd keep driving west until we found the sun, but my head reminded me it was bath night. Luckily, we were driving west to head home, so we got to chase the sun till it dipped below the mountains, and Maeve enjoyed the sunset all the way home.
Daddy told her that the sun does that every day, and that the sky looks different every time there's a sunset. I chimed in and told her she'll get to enjoy sunsets every day for the rest of her life, and she seemed in awe of her new-found riches. And when I thought about it, I was, too.