“The Road Goes On And On Into The Sunset” — Image by kenne
A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon
and then dripped over and was gone,
and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone,
and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag,
hung over the spot of its going.
And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon,
and darkness crept over the land from the east.
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
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All your photos are wonderful…but this one grabbed my eye and wouldn’t let go…awesome! Many thanks for sharing…
Rachael 🙂
Thank you.Ypur comment is most appreciated.
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Wow! This means so much to me … I miss Tucson, I miss its mountains, its colors, its sky. They say grass is greener on the other side. I know for a fact that Tucson skies are bluer and truer. Thanks for the poem and the picture too.
You are so right! Thanks for the comment — glad you like the image.
Beautiful…and somewhat heartbreaking, too. Such is life.
. . . yes, such is life.
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