After a long day of recording Martini Hours, my sidekick Colleen and I were sitting on the balcony of my hotel room in Pacifica, California, watching the sunset. In fact, here’s that very sunset, as captured with my Olympus E-30.

And we noticed a few things:

• First of all, as shocking as this may sound, we witnessed the Sun fall. I don’t know if the rest of you saw this because it happened so gradually. But over the course of perhaps a half an hour, the sun fell into the ocean.
• Colleen came up with an alternative hypothesis, which is that the Earth rose. I found this too alarming to contemplate.
• Now I lay in my bed, terribly frightened. I heard somewhere that all of our energy ultimately comes from the Sun. What will we do without it?

On a more serious note, right before the world ran out of power and the few remaining humans burrowed underground to start a new race of People-Moles, I took a look at the Blue channel of my photograph. And guess what? The Sun, before it left us, had a drop shadow (see below).

This really is the Blue channel. This much is true. And long into the future, when my great-grandchildren huddle around me—their translucent skin tingling from the warmth of the Earth’s dying magma—I will tell them this tale. And like you, they will be filled with awe and wonder.