Last evening we went to Sunset Beach to watch the sunset. We got there when it was light and found little groups of people scattered all over the beach waiting for the same thing. There was a rainstorm out to sea. We could see it slowly moving in the direction of the sun. By the time the sun was ready to begin its final descent, it was clear the storm would be covering it. It was as if a host of rainclouds were converging at the exact same spot the sun would be setting. I was a little disappointed when I realized this. A man with a huge camera came walking by and jokingly said, "Where's the sun? I thought this was Sunset Beach."
When I turned my attention back to the clouds, I noticed all sorts of things about them. There was the thick center that was covering the sun, but there were several other types of clouds in the outermost areas of the mass. They were all shapes, colors, textures, and sizes. My favorites were the wispy white ones that I think are called cirrus clouds. We called them angel wings and were pointing out to each other the different types of clouds and the directions they were heading. It was a peaceful almost reverent feeling on the beach. We were all focused on the same thing, something far out to sea, something unexpected yet very beautiful nonetheless. The cloud mass was so huge, but the sun faithfully sent its rays shooting out at the edges, so that they gave the storm a bit of silver lining.
The storm is just about to cover the sun.
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Time to go home.
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