LEFT HANDED STUDY: I'm predominantly right handed today, but started off as a natural lefty. Back in the 80's (im sure many of you remember) there was still the "somethings broke in em if they use their left hand" stigma, and its one my father didn't want me struggling with. So instead, day by day, my dad got me comfortable using my right hand for EVERYTHING from eating to writing.
After a few minutes though.... there's something so calming to my brain, using my left hand again.
Winterscapes, be still my heart. Growing up in Alaska, sunsets were almost always blue and orange. Colors like pinks, purples, and those neat sea green/glass color transitions just weren't a part of our atmospheric make up. So most of the sunsets I saw were like this: SATURATED AF and always always ALWAYS over too soon.
What do the sunsets look like from where you're from?