Category Archives: Sunsets

Just after sunset, “the Golden Hour,” is photogenic up here in the desert.

Part of it’s the light, part of it’s the mountains, part of it’s the various layers of smoke from the Gold Fire over by Big Bear. Part of it is the Belt of Venus and part of it’s the 88% illuminated Moon floating up there.

In the end, we’ve come full circle. There were several things that got us pointed at the High Desert as a location for the Forever Home, but one of them was the Virtual Railfan camera here in Hesperia.

(Image: Virtual Railfan)

See those mountains in the near distance on the right?

Here’s how they look from our back yard. Which isn’t a surprise since we’re less than a mile away. I’m looking forward to seeing snow on them in a few months. We may be in the desert, but we’re also at 4,000 feet elevation.

Every muscle and joint in my body is in agony.

But the sunset gradient is exquisite!

The movers were in and out quickly today, done by noon. Now we just have to open all of the boxes, unload the PODS, make another trip to the old house tomorrow to clean up the loose ends, and then try to search for a new normal and something resembling a routine.

The sunrises here are amazing – a pity that they happen at 05:45!

I am deleting emails from Zillow as fast as I can, with the desktop computer set back up online and no need to try to do everything on the phone. It’s the little things…

Like cancelling emails from Zillow. No need every again.

Like turning on the phone’s setting to send unknown callers to voice mail.

Things aren’t normal yet, but you can see it from here.

How many more pastel sunsets for us will have this silhouette?

It’s not something that I dwell on, but I’m most certainly aware. If we can overcome one final hurdle with our escrow, it’s probably less than ten more. If all hell breaks loose, it might be 40 or 50, but it won’t be 100 or more. We’re packing and moving, much sooner rather than later.

The uncertainty and stress is a significant drag. I am desperate at this point for some boredom, preferably in a new home that we love. With spectacular desert sunsets and a new horizon silhouette. (With far fewer trees – the view to the west from the Potential Forever Home is quite flat, no trees, low mountains in the distance.)

It’s really happening. I’m still sort of in shock, moving ahead one step at a time and juggling a gazillion details at once, but it’s happening.

How many more sunsets will we have with this view after seven-plus years of this?

Not many, at least, not with these trees. Which way is the new house oriented? Which way is west? Ah, yes, the lots behind us are still empty, it should be clear.

The sunsets will be spectacular. And there will be snow on the mountains in winter.