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The most magical sunset in the world makes itself known — and the kayak man in the moon isn't far behind

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10. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Sunset Finale
"Sunset Finale." Photo by Katie Oxford
1. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Horse’s Mane
"Horse’s Mane." Photo by Katie Oxford
2. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Three Fish Swimming
"Three Fish Swimming." Photo by Katie Oxford
3. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Smoke Ring
"Smoke Ring." Photo by Katie Oxford
4. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Hat
"Hat." Photo by Katie Oxford
5. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Gorgeous Grays
"Gorgeous Grays." Photo by Katie Oxford
6. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Geometry.
"Geometry." Photo by Katie Oxford
7. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Griz
"Griz." Photo by Katie Oxford
8. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 “There’s more.” (Somewhere between the sunset and the supermoon - a double rainbow is working).
"There’s more.” (Somewhere between the sunset and the supermoon, a double rainbow is working.) Photo by Katie Oxford
9. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Super Moon Rising
"Super Moon Rising." Photo by Katie Oxford
10. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Sunset Finale
1. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Horse’s Mane
2. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Three Fish Swimming
3. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Smoke Ring
4. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Hat
5. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Gorgeous Grays
6. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Geometry.
7. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Griz
8. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 “There’s more.” (Somewhere between the sunset and the supermoon - a double rainbow is working).
9. Katie Oxford sunsets August 2014 Super Moon Rising
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Along the Florida panhandle, if the green water and white sand don’t scratch something deep, stick around for the sunset. There’s more.

Around 7 p.m., folks start gathering on the beach. Here, from the porch, if you squint your eyes, the shoreline looks scattered with pick-up sticks. Only upright, as though stabbed in the sand. Everyone’s gazing west. Yearning in unison to see the sunset. Lovely.

 Several times throughout the night, it pulls me out of bed to the porch like a magnet. I’m always, surprised. 

These sketches in the sky change in seconds so you best be camera ready. I’ll be looking at a horse’s mane and by the time I’ve gone to grab my own camera, the horse has hightailed it and something like Thor’s hammer is happening. In the natural world, life turns on light.

In the eastern sky, an encore is on the rise. Mister Moon, a supermoon they call it, is making his move up and out over big blue. Several times throughout the night, it pulls me out of bed to the porch like a magnet. I’m always, surprised.

During one of these visits, I see a light on the beach that suddenly slips into the ocean as easily as an otter. I can’t make out what it is, but in a few seconds, it’s already reached the first sand bar. Then, the light clean disappears and the otter lets out a shout. More like a song, really. The kind that comes from someplace deep.

I realize then that it’s a man in a kayak. I stay with him and his song for a long time, gliding further and further out with no hesitation, feeling like I am riding there too. In the great green Gulf of Mexico, now, blue.

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