We were visiting North Carolina's Outer Banks this past week as Summer slipped into Autumn, and we watched the sunset from Jockey's Ridge, the "tallest living sand dunes" on the East Coast (info HERE).
| By Emily Dickinson: As Summer into Autumn slips And yet we sooner say "The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest We turn the sun away, And almost count it an Affront The presence to concede Of one however lovely, not The one that we have loved – So we evade the charge of Years On one attempting shy The Circumvention of the Shaft Of Life's Declivity. |  |
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Below: A slide show of miscellaneous pics from the sunset. NOTE: Slide shows don't always work w/Androids -- so best viewed from a laptop, iPad or iPhone.
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