Those of you who know me and my instagram account well will know that one of my favourite things to watch and photograph are sunsets. And because of the lack of high buildings here in Shepparton, the sunsets are often spectacular. They have been great scenic motivation for my evening runs, and last night was no exception, on what was to be my last night in this town for a pretty long time, possibly ever.
This morning, as procrastination from packing up the rest of my stuff, I'm sitting here on pinterest and checking out some other blogs, and I came across a post about sunsets from the writer of this blog. What she said is completely how I feel about sunsets. They give me a quiet, content sense of nostalgia and of something being over. They're one last reminder of how beautiful the light can be before night falls.
She says:
"To me, the sinking sun is a reminder. It tells me to make it count, this day, this second. It is a gentle memento mori, repeating the same chant. To live now. This is it."
Quite a fitting way to end my time here, and a good reminder for me as I move on to my next adventure.
