If there is a perk to working long hours and driving home in the dark these past few weeks, it is that I am almost always on the road at the tail end of an Arizona sunset. (Now, before you start to wonder & worry as to whether I took this pic myself as I hurried down the 101 on my way home tonight, let me break in and let you know that this pic is courtesy of google images. As much as Whitney is my hero for taking pictures while she's driving - since I was going 70 and (gasp) on the phone, I thought it best to NOT try to take a pic as I was coming home tonight.) Though I didn't take the pic myself, this picture is indicative of the sunsets we get here in the great state of Arizona. Almost every day of the year, our sunsets are AMAZING. And I'm always happy when I have a moment to stop for them. Every time I am able to sit and stare at the sun going down (even if that sitting & staring is done from behind the wheel of a car that I happen to be driving at high speed in an opposite direction from the setting sun), I am amazed at this wonderful world that we live in, that there is something so beautiful to be seen every single day. And I always, always, think of my mom when I see a beautiful sunset. Growing up, and even now, it's not uncommon for a phone call to come in from (or go out to) my mom's friend, Katy U., at dusk. The only words spoken are "Sunset Alert", and then my mom and Katy will hang up their phones as they go out to their respective yards to watch the sun go down. Many a dinner has sat (and... uhm... burned) on the stove while my mom watched the sun set from the side yard. As we got older, we'd watch the stove for her - or go out and stand with her. I cherish memories of standing in the yard, smelling the honeysuckle, and watching the sun go down with my mother. I'm a lucky, lucky girl that I had a mom who took time for sunsets, even when dinner was on the stove. Thanks, Mom, for making sure that we knew what was important to you, and for sharing it with us. I love you!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Like Mother, Like Daughter
If there is a perk to working long hours and driving home in the dark these past few weeks, it is that I am almost always on the road at the tail end of an Arizona sunset. (Now, before you start to wonder & worry as to whether I took this pic myself as I hurried down the 101 on my way home tonight, let me break in and let you know that this pic is courtesy of google images. As much as Whitney is my hero for taking pictures while she's driving - since I was going 70 and (gasp) on the phone, I thought it best to NOT try to take a pic as I was coming home tonight.) Though I didn't take the pic myself, this picture is indicative of the sunsets we get here in the great state of Arizona. Almost every day of the year, our sunsets are AMAZING. And I'm always happy when I have a moment to stop for them. Every time I am able to sit and stare at the sun going down (even if that sitting & staring is done from behind the wheel of a car that I happen to be driving at high speed in an opposite direction from the setting sun), I am amazed at this wonderful world that we live in, that there is something so beautiful to be seen every single day. And I always, always, think of my mom when I see a beautiful sunset. Growing up, and even now, it's not uncommon for a phone call to come in from (or go out to) my mom's friend, Katy U., at dusk. The only words spoken are "Sunset Alert", and then my mom and Katy will hang up their phones as they go out to their respective yards to watch the sun go down. Many a dinner has sat (and... uhm... burned) on the stove while my mom watched the sun set from the side yard. As we got older, we'd watch the stove for her - or go out and stand with her. I cherish memories of standing in the yard, smelling the honeysuckle, and watching the sun go down with my mother. I'm a lucky, lucky girl that I had a mom who took time for sunsets, even when dinner was on the stove. Thanks, Mom, for making sure that we knew what was important to you, and for sharing it with us. I love you!
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BEAUTIFUL! The sentiments and the sunsets!
Nothing compares to an Arizona sunset, that's for sure.
Yeah, well... me & HF... we do what we can. (He makes the sunsets. I just tell stories.) But thanks. :)
Arizona sunsets ar the best... You have the mountains, and I have the sunsets. I guess it's fair.
You and your mom have inspired me to watch more sunsets. I already burn dinner, so why not enjoy a sunset in the process! :0)
Thanks for sharing!
Ahhh! That is so sweet. What a wonderful habit for your mother to pass on to her children. I love it. Beautiful sunsets, rain storms, mountains, and just the raw and stunning beauty of nature always reminds me of how lucky we are. I just love that you share that with your mother.
Oh, Laurie. Your post is beautiful, as is an Arizona sunset. What a wonderful thing you've got going with your mother. In my opinion, those kinds of things are the real treasures of life--and, as always, they don't cost a penny. Thanks for sharing.
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