Thanks to our
friends in Iceland and the volcanic ash spewing into the air, those of us in England got a few presents:
• All airports closed and flights cancelled at least until Friday night;
• Volcanic ash in the air, albeit not on a Pompeii-like scale. Just enough to get T-shirts that say, "I've sucked in volcanic air, and all I got was this lousy T-shirt"; and
• The promise of a "Lavender Sunset" tonight.
Thing One and I dutifully walked up to the top of Greenwich Park to see the "Lavender Sunset" for ourselves. The clouds were of a lavender hue, the sun was enormous and it wasn't quite what I expected, but it was absolutely spectacular just the same.
Thing One took the fantastic photo above, and I have to say that all of his photos were much better than mine. This one is his best shot. We were joined at the top of the hill by about dozen other photographers and probably a dozen more specatators.
Lavender sunset? Probably not. But for a once-in-a-lifetime event, it certainly was something.
