Larry invited us over on Saturday for pizza and a sunset. Pretty amazing. When we got there, you could still barely see the mountains, but the sun got lower and the view just got prettier and prettier. He’s about half a mile south of our old apartment, and way up on the hill, so he has an incredible almost-180 degree view from the bird sanctuary in Bellevue all the way up to Juanita. By sunset, it was all dark purple Olympics against an orange sky.
And then it just got mellower and softer, and the mountains kept getting clearer. We watched all of the lights come out in Seattle on the hills on the far side of the lake.
I’ve missed that view.