The day of the outbreak of storms across the southern U.S. was perhaps one of the most physically and emotionally trying days for many people's lives from Oklahoma to Virginia. It seemed we couldn't get over one storm passing before we were having to hunker down for the next round to come. 12 hours of this and it made for a very long day. Our hearts and prayers go out to all the ones that suffered loss of family, friends, neighbors and property during this catastrophic event.
I snapped this shot of the sunset just after the last storms blew through north Mississippi.
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941): Poet, Playwright, Essayist
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Setting Evening Sun
Snapped this shot near Red Bay, AL just before sun set. I was using a point and shoot with no lense or filter, just natural light and composition. Is God not the most awesome artist you have ever seen? One day several years ago, I was in a favorite spot and trying to do some writing but my mind would not focus and I was having trouble generating anything worthwhile to put to paper. Frustrated, I looked down at my paper and noticed it had a golden glow as the setting sun cast it evening rays on me. In a matter of minutes I had wrote the poem below. Thank you Father, you always show us a way when we seem to have trouble finding our own.
Writers Block
As I take pen in hand
The words won't seem to flow
But as I stare at this paper
It has a warm and gentle glow
For what is the reason
There can only be but one
There's nothing quite as splendid
As the setting evening sun
I have sat all day long
And nothing has gone well
I scratched and I scribbled
And there is nothing I can tell
And as I sit here and struggle
To find the words to write
I am constantly reminded
By this precious golden light
My mind may draw a blank
And I'm the weary one
But there's nothing quite a splendid
As the setting evening sun.
Randy J. Schultz: November 22, 2003
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