The last day of 2013 does not find me very reflective, and I can't think of anything terribly clever to say about yet another year passing, and I am neither anxious about or looking forward to 2014. Perhaps I need to take a clue from some of the graffiti on the seawall at the river, which urges all readers to "die living". However, I am not about to take up skydiving or bungee jumping. I have no plans to scale El Capitan or make a solo crossing of the Atlantic. I will, however, take whatever each day has to offer, even if the sunset is a modest one. I guarantee it will absolutely be the best sunset I'll have seen that day.
December 31, 2013
Once again I am marking the passing of the year with a photo taken at sunset. I rode my bike to Bolling Ave. which deadends at the Elizabeth River. I frequented this spot throughout my college days to get away and clear my head, and it still works as needed. Ironically when I got there tonight an old college friend was there with his wife watching the sunset as well. It was good to see him, but it was an oddly random event. Tonight's offering was not bad, but it was not the best I have ever seen either.