We were out for our annual family hunting excursion on Newfoundland’s Great Northern Peninsula (GNP), and with an especially successful showing early in the week (two animals down in the first two days), we were afforded plenty of extra time to explore some of the surrounding areas, including the UNESCO World Heritage Site at L’anse aux Meadows where the Norse people first settled in the year 1000. We had a brilliant day, but as darkness threatened to consume us, we were rushing to make it back to camp in time for supper with the boys.
“… colours of the evening sky…”
The drive home was even more spectacular than our morning run for the winds picked up and the colours of the evening sky began to dance. Heading due south on this magnificent coastal plane we were enthralled with an unobstructed view of the ocean’s Western skyline throughout the entire run. Stopping occasionally to capture the setting sun, the colours became more and more ridiculous, and we became more and more frustrated, knowing the best was yet to come with the last half hour of daylight, and what always promises to be the evening’s crescendo.
Isn’t it peculiar how we can find ourselves lamenting missed opportunities, so caught up in the want that you fail to appreciate the now. Thankfully the camera must have been operating independently of my mind. Though we missed the sun’s plunge into the horizon, this beautiful photo showed up in the roll when we downloaded the camera file. I love this picture and both the memories and lesson evoked.
Supposing you take a picture with your mind – always stop to capture the moment.
