This past summer, my friend B and I decided to commit to a photography challenge that would get us out of the house every evening. The goal was to take a photo of the sunset. In the same spot, at the same time (9 pm) every night. Then we would share our sunset photos with each other.

The original goal was two weeks - but this was quickly extended and ended up being 32 days. We stopped due to the the simple fact the sun had slipped below the horizon.

In respect to full disclosure - I did miss one day.

However.

This ended up being one of my favorite challenges I have ever done - even though each photo is from the exact same field, from (fairly close to) the exact same spot, each photo is different. Sometimes the variation is slight and subtle - sometimes drastic. Seeing the same sunset from another’s perspective from their own field was also fantastic - because they were often quite distinct from each other, sometimes differing colors and oftentimes differing clouds.

I enjoyed watching the sun slowly slip lower in the sky… but the light. The light was everything. Changing from warm tones to cool, from soft to bold. Audacious and brazen clouds to hushed and composed. Sometimes 9 pm was punctuated with low rumbles of thunder of a passing storm, or the quietness where Night tucks Day away to await the coming Dawn.

But.

Always.

Full of cheeky, and insistent Mosquitoes.