294/365 ~ The sky is the daily bread of the eyes. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Late afternoon and we're sitting on a pontoon in the middle of Lake Lure eating the gourmet dinner Frank spent 7 hours preparing. My eggplant and caramelized onion hoagie, zucchini pie, and zesty gazpacho were almost finished when Frank said, "Hurry, get the camera the sun is setting." I grabbed the camera and shot this photo of him quickly before turning the lens to the mountains behind me. He said, "Not quick enough, you missed the trail on the water." "Shoot," I said, still snapping in hopes of catching a last glance at the disappearing rays. I took 996 photos today. None of them compare to catching the reflection of the sun setting in the eyes of my sweet personal chef. — at Lake Lure, NC.
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