(Walt Whitman said that.)
If you notice the orange glow coming through your windows and realize the sun is going down on that day you had planned to watch the sun set over the harbor, run. Hurry, you don’t have much time before it’s over. Not enough time, even, to climb down the bluff to the rocky shore.
This picture is just to prove there is a light house out there.
This light house, in fact.
And who are those sunny people (from the title of this post)? My favorite son, of course. And my grown daughter somewhere.