Posted by adiamondinsunlight on May 3, 2008
Its almost 7:30 – sunset time – and H and I are lounging around on his couch, each working desultorily on due-Monday projects. I love the view from his living room:
I’ll miss this city when we’re back in New York, and I’ll miss seeing sunsets from this vantage point:
Conversation that accompanied my uploading these photos:
Birds bark when its sunset, H said, as a volley of chirping came from his parents’ bird. Its like a last hurrah before they return to their nests.
Hmm, I said. I can understand – sometimes I get a bit stir crazy as the day ends. Maybe I’m part bird.
Hey, H said, segueing from birds to other flying objects. There’s an Israeli jet flying over the city. Maybe you should re-shoot the sunset photo to include it.
I suppose Israeli overflights have now become so normal that I can consider them part of the “typically Lebanese” repertoire, but I’m too lazy to pick up my camera. Just imagine these photos with a white jet-stream far above the city skyline – a thin line of violated sovereignty that gets redrawn again and again and again.