Seattle Sunsets

From Jonathan Raban‘s “Too Close to Nature?” essay published in the Seattle Times, April 2004.

Seattle sunsets are raw and bloody things; good ones look like a busy day at the slaughterhouse, as the sun, or its refracted image, grazes the white peaks of the Olympic mountains beyond the dark industrial forests on the far side of the Puget Sound. Stuck for a dramatic front-page picture, the local papers, the Times and Post-Intelligencer, regularly run photos of the previous night’s heavenly gore: in the foreground, a container ship plowing northward up the Sound; in the middle distance, low hills of second- and third-growth Douglas firs; the scissored line of background mountains; the sky a wild light show of reds, oranges, and rifts of unearthly green.


Here’s to more of these this summer.