I Miss Maui
I recently had lunch with a friend who had just returned from Maui. As she talked about her trip, I couldn’t help but reflect back to the heavenly days we spent in Maui in December of 2005. While looking back through my shots, I came across this image. It has got to be one of my favorites from that trip. I love the way the clouds are caught by the mountaintop, and the beauty of the sun reflecting off the blue water. I like the “noise” of the children playing in the surf and the quiet serenity of the sailboat on the horizon. Ah, Hawaii….
… and my soul wells up with Hallelujahs… a line from one of my favorite songs from Chris Rice. If you aren’t familiar with it, you can listen to it here!
The last night of our mission trip, I got to enjoy this beautiful sunset, with great friends, from atop Sandia Peak near Albuquerque, New Mexico. The terrain and views from the tram were breathtaking as we traveled up the 2.7 miles of cable to the observation area at 10,378 feet. It was a peaceful ending to a wonderful trip, and an experience I won’t soon forget.
Today we are headed to the great state of Texas to spend our daughter’s 26th birthday with her and her husband. We will be flying this time, and in honor of our trip, I thought I’d post this picture of a beautiful big Texas sized sunset sky. Although I adore the gorgeous trees and hills of Virginia, I do love to see an endless sunset over the flat plains of Texas every now and then. It’s food for the spirit…
If you haven’t made the time to get yourself to Hawaii, you really should! Time spent there is restful for the soul and renewing to the spirit. Hawaii operates at a completely different pace and attitude than the rest of the country. This shot was made on a December evening following a tough day of whale watching, snorkeling with turtles, beach lounging, volcano exploring, and mahi mahi eating while listening to island music. I know every state boasts of its uniqueness, but Hawaii really is an exceptional place.
West Texas Sunset
The sunsets in the big, open skies of west Texas are often spectacular. On this December evening, the silhouette of this stately tree was so beautiful set against the colors of the sky just after the sun had set. One of my favorite lines in Fannie Flagg’s book, Can’t Wait to Get to Heaven, is this:
“You know, Dena, there’s a secret to watching a sunset, most people think that once the sun goes down, that’s the end of it. They stop watching too soon, because the really pretty part is just beginning.”