Thoughts from Greece... after the fact, now, I guess

I love sunsets over the ocean.

For several reasons.

Here's one.

Have you ever noticed that when you watch the sunset the golden rays that run along the water's top always come directly to you? It's like that sunset is just for you.

It's pointing to you as if to say, "I wanted you, and just you, to see me right now, in all my orange and red and yellow beauty, and so I'm extending my arm along the edge of the rippling waves to you sitting there on the shore. Please take my hand."

And I say "yes, why of course, I would love to" and sit there in happiness for the hour or so of our dear friendship.

And what's more, if I were to get up and go for a walk, that sunset would go with me. Like it really was holding my hand.


Here's another. Along the same lines. Kind of.

You know that part in The Little Mermaid where Ariel is walking out of the water towards Eric on the shore? Well, in that moment her father sends golden shimmery dust along the top of the water towards her, so that it becomes a part of her dress.

Watching the sunset, and how it looks like its sparkling right towards me, I close my eyes and think that it's changing my clothes from jeans and a sweatshirt to a shimmery dress too. It's lovely.