Cape Falcon

Long days beg to capture the sunset. I am savoring all of the sunlight hours, the light high in the sky, yellow and hot. As we approach the longest day I have impulses to fly west, as far west as I can go to; to pad through a thick, primordial forest on the heels of the day, to emerge over ocean; to set sail in my mind on a tiny ship that will keep bearing west, west, west!