suns along the Mohawk

.. Blame it on the heat and humidity, but I was wilted and lazy last Friday night (August 21, 2009), when I snatched my camera and headed out around sunset time.  So lazy, in fact, that I never got past our front porch (which faces southeast) and only snapped four photos — all from the same spot, peeking around the corner, looking northwest-ward. Here are the two shots I liked the most.  As always, click on the photo for a larger image.

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As you can see, it was rather difficult to color-accessorize for the Friday night sunset.

By the way, in between the orange and pink phases, I was swatting mosquitoes, while reading Tim Kevan’s first novel, BabyBarista and the Art of War (Bloomsbury Publishing PLC, 3 Aug 2009), based on his Times Online weblog, BabyBarista (which I discuss here at my f/k/a blawg, and reviewed on September 7, 2009, in the post “BabyBarista serves up a cool, dark brew-haha“ at the Overlawyered.com weblog).  It’s the humorous fictional account of an apprentice London barrister willing to do almost anything to beat out the competition for a slot in chambers.  If you think lawyers are shifty and greedy, and you want to laugh over their foibles, BabyB’s tale is a great way to end or extend the summer season.