My wife and I were sitting around a roaring campfire with friends when the clouds to the north began to reflect the rays of the setting sun. I slipped away from the genial conversation and snapped this photo at the peak of the lavender sky above this glorious autumn landscape.
From that point on, the conversation freely flowed, the radiant fire grew warmer, shaking off the evening chill. It was an evening to remember, most grateful for the all-sensory experiences.
Writer, marketer, columnist, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, son, township trustee, converted Anabaptist, community activist, my life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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I wish we could have seen this view that evening. Lovely!
On Fri, Nov 19, 2021 at 8:41 AM Roadkill Crossing wrote:
> Bruce Stambaugh posted: ” My wife and I were sitting around a roaring > campfire with friends when the clouds to the north began to reflect the > rays of the setting sun. I slipped away from the genial conversation and > snapped this photo at the peak of the lavender sky above this” >
Roadkill Crossing 
I wish we could have seen this view that evening. Lovely!
On Fri, Nov 19, 2021 at 8:41 AM Roadkill Crossing wrote:
> Bruce Stambaugh posted: ” My wife and I were sitting around a roaring > campfire with friends when the clouds to the north began to reflect the > rays of the setting sun. I slipped away from the genial conversation and > snapped this photo at the peak of the lavender sky above this” >
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Thanks, Sadie. You didn’t see it?
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Stunning
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Thank you!
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Life’s treasures!
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