We had one of those double-take sunsets yesterday afternoon. It was cold (about 28°F) and see-forever clear, which is part of the formula for good sunsets. A sash of low cloud stretched across the sky – stratus cloud, I think, just above the sea and the islands in Eggemoggin Reach.
The sun disappeared as it “descended” through those clouds, darkening our day. It then reappeared below them, creating a crack of honey-colored light just above the horizon, as you see here:
When the sun continued its “journey” and disappeared completely below the horizon, its light was angled up into the clouds, transforming them into luminous strands of purple, pink, red, and yellow-orange to celebrate day’s end:
At wonderous times like these, I have to remind myself that the sun is not moving relative to me; it’s my star – I’m standing on a moving planet within a moving universe. (Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on December 13, 2022.)