Of February Sunsets

I cannot conceive how a man could look up into the heavens and say there is no God. 

-Abraham Lincoln

It doesn't matter how many sunsets you've seen in your lifetime each one is better than the last.

The shades of periwinkle still astound, the on-fire pinks blended perfectly with orange and yellow....and the brilliance the bright middle, and darkness of the outer side of this rainbow-colored sunset contained within the western skies--all painted to capture  attention at twilight.

Another sunset ... framed perfectly by what surrounds us; 

Maybe an old farm fence, topped with barbed wire and a few bare trees, and some ragged weeds and light reflected off the blue snow.


A jeweled painting put in the sky--nothing that can be matched by any paintbrush a human could wield, all to savor and enjoy, if you only take time notice....

For those few still and quiet moments God timed it to last.   

The blue of heaven is larger than the clouds.  

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning