But they are irresistible especially on these cool clear evenings during a cold front when every particle of dust in the air is blown away.
I like sunrises as much if not more than sunsets but this is also a good moment to stop and catch one's breath after a busy day.
Sunset is a moment of suspension. Everyone stops to wait and watch for the orb to disappear signaling for most people the end of activity for a few minutes. It's a self absorbed moment of contemplation as all eyes face the dying sun.
The solid brick wall of the West Martello Tower gave form and solidity to the shades of darkness falling around us.
Besides the bricks had absorbed the heat of the sun during the day and were throwing that precious heat back out. It felt good.
I know it sounds silly but sixty degrees feels cold around here when a body is used to tropical heat and humidity.
The evening pause to salute the sun was almost over.
My steed awaited to transport me the last mile to work. And in the background, across all the clutter of signs and road safety barriers I could see the flashing red and blue lights of some emergency in Higgs Park.
This side of the street was a serene sunset moment; that side was not.
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