|Photo Credit: Colleen Powers|
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising.
Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
I merely went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, was really going in.