Solstice Sunset, 12/21/14

A lovely way to go into the longest night of the year.

43 Comments on “Solstice Sunset, 12/21/14”

  1. oqueufizhoje – Brasil – A young Christian, fun, smiling, apprentice, romantic, amater blogger. I love to read, think, dream, watch TV, movies and series. Jesus te ama. Um jovem cristão, divertido, sorridente, aprendiz, romântico, blogueiro amador. Gosto de ler, pensar, sonhar, assistir TV, filmes e séries. Jesus te ama. Un joven cristiano, diversión, sonriente, aprendiz, romántico, blogger aficionado. Me encanta leer, pensar, soñar, ver televisión, películas y series. Jesús te ama.

    Linda paisagem. / beautiful landscape.

  2. angelalacey67 – I am someone who still has a lot to learn about life, and people, but is not afraid to learn it, who keeps their heart open to love all who deserve love, but only if they do, and lastly, one who keeps their mind open to see the other side of as many issues as are presented to me, but who is opinionated and stubborn. (I know, it's an odd combination, and admittedly, I am a rambler. It is no easy cross I bear.) ;) Cheers, and welcome to my blog.

    It is so beautiful John, where was this taken?

  3. Ross Hershberger – Approximately Detroit – I've been an electronics tech since trade school in the 1970s. I've worked as a mainframe programmer, tooling machinist, restorer of vintage tube amps, custodial equipment technician and several other unlikely jobs. Since 2012 I've worked as a YAG Laser Field Service Engineer for the North American division of TRUMPF GmbH.
    Ross Hershberger

    That’s lovely. I enjoyed Ohio’s hospitality this week on a trip to the Cincinnati area. Nice weather is rare here in the upper Midwest in December so we enjoy it when we get it.

  4. John

    That’s wonderful, and I am truly grateful for this reminder that beauty walks with us just as much as ugliness does.

    As someone with multiple disabilities, some visible, some hidden, I have been pissed off by the way in which some people pay lip service to equality, but then simply use my and other people’s disabilities as cannon fodder in support of their desire to feel good about themselves, without, of course, actually having to do something to help people with disabilities.

    I had been feeling completely freaked out by Captain Awkward’s piece where the writer suggested that everything could be easily resoved by simply carrying a full grown man up and down stairs.

    People die, or become incurably crippled, as a result of that sort of advice, which is why doctors never give it.

    Disclosure of interest: my daughter is a doctor, a rheumatologist; she deals with a lot of people with muscoskeletal disorders arising from attempting to move patients. There is a vast quantity of research into the very high rate of disability suffered by nurses and others whose job it is to move patients; it takes 30 seconds on Google to see that, though obviously Captain Awkward and her guest blogger couldn’t spare the 30 seconds.

    After all, why should they? It’s not as if they are interested in actually helping someone when they could use her as a way, they thought, to demonstrate their superiority in the ableism stakes. And if that required sacrificing someone they were happy to do that.

    So, thank you John; you gave me beauty when I desperately needed it. Thank you!

  5. terryirving – Bethesda – Terry Irving has worked as a motorcycle courier, bartender, bouncer, director at two tech startups, Don Imus' video impresario and, for almost 40 years, a network TV News Producer - covering stories from Presidential Elections to War in Beirut to the Tsunami in Indonesia. Now, against all advice, he is attempting to write.
    Terry Irving

    Reblogged this on Hey Sweetheart, Get Me Rewrite! and commented:

  6. Enjoying your beautiful photo from the (warm, sunny, abundant-in-seafood) parallel dimension that is the Southern Hemisphere. I shall think of it fondly tonight when I am sitting on a beach after work…

  7. megpie71 – Australian, female, fat, over forty. Been hanging around the internet (first Usenet, now blogs) since about 1997. Far too cynical for my own good.

    Congratulations, Mr Scalzi, on writing the thing which kicked off my SIWOTI fund for another year.


    No One
    Perth, Western Australia.

  8. WOW. That’s fantastic!

    Aside to Stevie: oh, thank Frigga, it’s not just me! My mother was an elder care specialist and a fierce advocate for lift teams; I read that column with my mouth dropping open.

  9. WOW.

    I have to laugh, though. Once upon a time, I did a painting of a person sitting on a mountainside, silhouetted against a sunset. One commenter complained: “Well, it’s pretty, but I don’t believe the colors.” No help when I told him I’d based it on my experience of bog-standard Colorado sunsets.

    Now, if I ever get that complaint again, I can just whip out this puppy: ALL THE COLORS…!

  10. The picture is indeed nice, but I like the new background on top even better. As an ex-Minnesotan living in the Low Country, I find myself yearning for snow this time of year.

  11. Van MacLellan – Washington – Bred, born and raised in rural eastern Washington, I grew a knack for entertaining myself. Imagination became my companion. And when I tortured my mother with drawn out stories infested with atrocious adverbs, she'd scoot me outside, where I'd frolic with the animals, wander the desert fields, or play with little plastic people and their make-believe community. Nature and stories. The foundation of my life. Schooling took me down the path of science and engineering, and I turned away from stories. The solid answers of math and engineering seemed easier than appeasing some professor with a creative essay. And was much faster. The path of life is not always a straight line. Ten years ago reading brought me back to my love of words. Everyone was writing, and I decided to toss my sentences into the fray. And it was fun. Thousands of words of short stories, NaNoWriMo year after year. I was in the middle of it! And then I had the crazy idea of getting published. My journey now lands me in the finding an agent process. One novel written and polished, another in the polishing phase. Short stories seeking homes. I've got twelve balls in the air and I'm struggling not to drop a one. That's true talent, kid.
    Van MacLellan


  12. Donna Leonard – Southern California – I like to write, read, knit, crochet, watch movies, watch way too much television, listen to music and play Drawsomething 2 somewhat obsessively, not necessarily in that order. You can find my irregular blog at: 3 kids: Twenty-three-year-old boy/girl twins, and a thirteen-year-old girl. 3 cats: fourteen-year-old female, three-year-old female, and a two-year-old male
    Donna Leonard

    Thank you for my new desktop wallpaper.

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