I have always loved winter sunsets on the beach – they seem to have a little bit (or a lot) of magic in them. The cooler air and the wide, empty stretches of wet sand reflecting the vibrant pinks and blues. We spent almost every day at the beach at sunset for two straight weeks from the end of February to early March. It was amazing. And then, just like that, the time changed rolled around. I love sunshine and I love having longer days, but I’d somehow forgotten since last spring that the time change means no more weekday beach sunsets. It’s hard enough to wake our kids up for school when they have had a full night of sleep, but stay up an extra hour to see the sunset before dinner and you’re guaranteed to ruin the next morning. When I start to get down about the fact that I’m now missing out on all sorts of pinky-orange goodness I just have to remind myself that issues like feeling trapped inside at 7pm on weeknights (just exactly when the sunset is most magical) are extremely short-lived. I’m sure that in a few short years we won’t even remember that our kids used to have a strict “bedtime”. And of course we’re using the weekends and spring break as a good excuse to bend the rules so we can soak in as many sunsets as possible.
This post is part of my #365daysofsky series on instagram which I have been working on since January of 2013. Follow me @katyregnier if you don’t already – lots of pretty sky goodness served up daily! You can also find all of my monthly sky series wrap-ups since 2013 here.