To Hug a Sunset

Sunset at Lake Bde Maka Ska, Minneapolis, Minnesota

Dear Readers,

I am not an early riser. Never was, never will be. So I hardly ever catch a sunrise, but I can see a sunset. Where I live we have many trees so it’s difficult to see the broad horizon. Instead, in the evening, I watch the clouds and sky, and when I see some clouds with red rays, Mr. UT and I jump in the car and chase the sunset down. (With me in my pajamas!) LOL

We have lakes all around us, no more than 10 to 20 minutes away, so if we time it right, we can see the full beauty of the falling sun.

The first time we found a spot to watch the sunset, was at a downtown city lake, called Lake Bde Maka Ska. We broke a few speed limits to get there in time! The first thing I noticed was not the sunset, but all the people out enjoying the evening coolness. There were families, friends, and many people celebrating the holiday of Eid al-Adha. There were people of all races and ages. Walking, biking, sitting having a picnic by the water’s edge waiting for the sunset. (Most observing social distancing.) It felt joyful, peaceful and calm.

Bush Lake, Bloomington, Minnesota

The next time we found the sunset was at small lake with a beach. Once again, there were families, of many different races and ethnic groups, enjoying a picnic, or an evening swim. There was a soft glow to everything, which made it seem so peaceful.

There was a special beauty on those nights, and I know if I had just sat in my backyard, I would have missed it. Not just the sunsets, but the happiness and joy I saw in the people. Even in the midst of a pandemic, in the midst of hardship, sadness, and pain, I must leave the my comfort place, and see life around me.

On the second night, a little boy with his smaller sister came up to Mr. UT and asked,”Hey Mister. Can we swim here?” He was pointing to a roped off area of the beach. When Mr. UT said no, the little boy asked with a little smile and gleam in his eye,”Is there something out there? Are there sharks?”

If you want to hug a sunset,

Embrace the rays of red,

Draw close the golden yellow,

Let day lay down its head.

With my car keys ready to go,

On 5 Months, 11 Months, and 4 days,


Watch out for sharks here!

16 thoughts on “To Hug a Sunset

  1. This post, by one of my favourite writers, had me wondering whether chasing sunsets in jammies, was an early start to a new night, or a late arising, from that same morning. πŸ˜‰
    More seriously, dear Wendy, in the midst of your own sometimes bumpy journey, you have a gift for helping us seek wonder in simplicity. I’m no longer on Twitter, but am subscribed to your blog – so please keep ’em coming. They and you, are a blessing.

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    1. Clive! I am so grateful for your support! Thank you!
      I am challenging myself to write once a week for a month!
      I know I can do this, as it helps me clarify my thoughts!
      Big hugs from Minnesota!
      PS – Keith questions my pjs! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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  2. Wow, that’s so great …chasing sunsets with Mr UT sounds like a wonderful thing to do. Photos are beautiful. I’m imagining you racing out in your pjs, it made me smile. πŸ˜ŠπŸ’•

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  3. Wow your sunsets are beautiful!! I love you in your jammies and Mr UT chase sunsets! Like you, at my house there’s too many trees for me to see the sunset. ( Or even the sunrise ) Sometimes when I’m feeding our horse at about 6:15am the sun will pop over the trees and that is pretty, but something about a sunrise/sunset and water is spectacular! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. Oh, Wendy! I will now think of you as “Sunset Chaser”. Beautiful post and pics. So happy to know you’re getting out to see the good that is out there in spite of the sadness and pain. Love you!!

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