October 2, 2011
As we neared the end of our weekend, and the afternoon turned to evening, I looked up at the setting sun. It had definite stunning-potential, so I asked K is I could pull her away from lesson planning for long enough to take a photo walk with me, up to the roof of the tallest building of the compound.
My assumption was that in the 4 minutes it would take us to get up to that spot, it would be prime sunset time, photographically speaking. But when we stepped over the rim, onto the top, I realized I had underestimated the speed of the sun: it had already dropped below the edge of the horizon. We stood on the roof for a few moments, soaking up the beauty of it, anyway. Then, before descending, I figured I’d take a quick shot while I was there, so as not to feel that the mission had been pointless.
Uploading my photos just now, I was quite surprised to see that this quick “aftershot,” as it were, was actually quite lovely . . . or I thought so, at least :-)