12.19
The end of another day. Light flares color into the clouds as it passes beyond the horizon. The blue sky above starting the quick fade to black that marks the end of daylight.
One more time around, this earth and me upon it, spin.
Each day is full. Have I noticed the moments that pass? Will I realize that every second is full to bursting with unique and precious time?
I took time to grab this slice of the day. Nice one too.



Stunning solar display. A prairie landmark that differs each day. Hardly one goes by unnoticed by our faithful photographer, and your public is grateful.
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