The hour after sunset

The sun always gets all the glory, but it’s the clouds that make sunsets spectacular. Clouds, those pesky things we think we’d rather avoid. They make the day grey, and sometimes they rain on us. As a metaphor, they’re used to symbolize depression and disappointment. They’re the party poopers, the dreary blanket that deprives us of light and warmth.

Except in the evening. A sunset without clouds is nothing. Without clouds to reflect its orange goodbye, we wouldn’t pay any attention to the setting sun. I’m sure there’s a moral in there somewhere…