Sunset sights

 

On Friday, I went on a spur-of-the-moment drive with Dr. Snyder and some classmates. We drove about 25 minutes out of Dungarvan, towards the mountains. When we arrived, we parked at the start of a walking trail and began making our way up the mountain, looking for a westward-facing spot. The first obstacle that we faced was a sheep fence, where we had to climb over it using this very strange stair contraption. Once we made it over that, I assumed we would be smooth sailing up the hill. It was not. I spent that entire trek up the mountain dodging sheep poop with every step that I took. It was not my favorite activity. I also wasn't very fond of climbing the mountain, but that was mostly because I had leg day in the gym, and then followed that up with climbing a mountain. 

The photo that I have attached below this is of the sunset that I saw from almost the top of the mountain. I have to preface this with the fact that I absolutely love sunsets, but generally my location preference for watching the sunset is from the beach. This was by far the prettiest non-beach sunset that I have ever seen, and is definitely in my top 10 sunsets of all time. I could probably argue for one of my top five sunsets of all time. As I watched the sun come down, I was more and more astonished by the view that was in front of me. Not only was I looking at a beautiful horizon, but there were bright colors from the sun, making it even more beautiful.

When I was browsing through my Heaney poems, I stumbled upon "Exposure." This poem reminded me of this sunset experience because of the line "Inheriting the last light." This last light can be seen as a sunset, because as the sun sets, the world gets the last of the sun's light for the day.