SUNSET

Golden Sunrise, 6 x 8 oil

Every evening there is a guy two balconies down from us who blows a conch at sunset.  He has his own special way of deciding when the sun has set, which I haven't figured out yet.  One night there is an actual disk visible, and he blows the sunset call while the last bit of the disk is still twinkling on the horizon.  Another night, the sun is obscured by clouds.  When is the actual moment of sunset?  I would be tempted to consult a table on some of these nights.  Whenever it is, it's always uniquely beautiful.