I wondered what it would be like to go to the same spot in Tucson every day and watch the sun set.

I would go in the same way that Manet went to the same spot every day

to paint the same haystack in different lights.

I found out that while most sunsets are everyday ordinaire, like vin ordinaire,

they can be, more than anything, light shows.

Sunsets are also events in that the sun moves from the top of the sky to the edge of the horizon and then it disappears.

When it happens, the energy of the earth changes. The energy loses its everyday quality and becomes restless.

Everything becomes restless, even people. Animals need to hole up for the night.

Flowers shut down, and birds pepper the sky right before sunset.

We humans do the equivalent with our “rush hour,” the nervous scramble to get home before dark.

Though most sunsets are ordinary,  a few clouds can turn them into spectacles.

Add thunderheads for real drama.

Some sunsets have crazy combinations of colors that no human artist would use --wild fusions of orange, pink, chartreuse and turquoise.

Big, dramatic, bright colors lighting up the world one last time before night.

They are like the big colors of autumn back East that light up the world one last time before the black night of winter.

Brother Sun says, “Look at me! Here - something’s happening here!”

He does not go gentle into the dark desert night -- in fact, sometimeshe sets the mountains on fire.

It keeps getting more and more beautiful. Just when you think you cannot take in such beauty,  it grows even more beautiful.

You are thankful for your eyes, that you can see this beauty. Surely a thing of beauty lasts forever!

But it fades to black ...

Every time.

Good night, Arizona, until tomorrow near Oracle and Hardy Roads.