I remember once hearing an old Polynesian saying, ‘The gods do not deduct from man’s allotted span the hours spent in fishing’.
I am certain that there also exists the same grace when taking the time to watch the sun fall through the changing colours of the darkening horizon into evening twilight.
For a time we watched that golden orb descend its own diameter every couple of minutes until it kissed the land, and slid gently beneath a desert sea.
We watched the twilight fade through orange, green then to a dim violet grey before making our way down onto the now starlit plain.
Photo: Robert Rath, ‘Desert Grace’, 1/160s f/16 ISO160 15mm