Wednesday, August 17th, 2022

Sunset (Baie-Sainte-Marguerite)

We walked out around the rocks to the place where the belugas sing.




When we got back, the setting sun made wild roses glow.





I took so many photos of the sunset, each one better than the last, none of them real.

The only real sunset was the stained-glass one I saw upon the sky, but it is gone.

The sunset will return next summer, when we do.



Goodbye, water.

Goodbye, mountains.

Goodbye, sky.

Goodbye, Baie-Sainte-Marguerite.

See you next year.

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