We went out into the desert for a very special picnic, a farewell to the sun and a farewell to Arizona. (Yes, I know the sun leaves every day and returns, and the farewell to Arizona may be permanent — but in Western Massachusetts it often feels like the farewell to the sun is semi-permanent!)
Our destination: Saguaro National Park, West, a little before the sunset, when the sky is still light over the Tucson Mountains:
One of our party toasted the upcoming event with killer margaritas (in plastic cups):
We did some nibbling and enjoyed the surroundings (many more nibbles than this, but I liked this photo best, radishes and fig/goat cheese, Costco’s finest, and delicious:
And then, swiftly once it started, the sun began to descend behind the mountains:
The afterglow is still strong:
Night tiptoes in:
The rest is darkness, and silence. Words fail.