It’s amazing to me that as many times I’ve ridden my bike up to the north bridge of Roanoke Island and photographed the sunset, it never looks the same way twice. The clouds, the atmosphere, the light, the mood of the water . . . they change every day.
A few days ago Steve and I rode up to the bridge and to my delight, I found the water of the Albemarle Sound as smooth as I’ve ever seen it. The light was lovely and the sun was making its daily exit with its usual display of panache. I was so happy to have a few minutes to putter around and snap a few photos of the sunset show.
The best part of taking pictures was having a patient husband waiting nearby who was ready to accompany me on our companionable pedal back to the house.
Simple joys. Simple life.