The long light evenings in Scandinavia
Are called white nights because it never really gets dark.
But for me, they will always be
Dazzling, honey’d golden nights,
Where the setting sun
Matches the red fur of my dogs.
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Take a lovely, golden evening,
A dog and some water.
Walk home through a field
Full of dandelions.
Admire the doggie nose
Covered in dandelion fluff.
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It’s almost impossible to photograph a summer sunset
As the sun goes down so very late.
Even at 9.30 or 10 in the evening,
The sun is blazing golden and serene.
The evening light is liquid honey —
And when Simmie shakes after his swim,
He creates golden fireworks of water.
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This weekend, I went down to the lake
To enjoy yet another golden sunset with the dogs.
This time – we were joined by a surprise visitor: a beaver.
The beavers have been very active further around the lake,
But now they have felled trees near the beach too.
Which might explain why the beaver was so eager to visit.
The beaver swam up towards Ruby – before realizing she was a dog….
With a huge splash of its tail, it disappeared under the water.
Simmie decided he had to guard Ruby – and the floating pontoon!
The sun was still blazing in the sky at about 9.30 pm
As we watched the beaver swim away in a lake of molten gold.
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And Skywatch!
The setting sun threw out a white arc
Of cloud as we walked down to the lake
To welcome the new jetty.
It is a good place to sit
And watch the coloured ribbons in the sky.
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Everything’s better with a bit of nature’s glitter —
Whether it’s ducks at sunset;
The sizzle of the
Golden hour;
Or the silken ripples
On the lake as the sun goes down.
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Perhaps it’s just an ordinary leaf —
Dried up and ready to be thrown away.
But then again, perhaps not.
It’s a golden feather
And a dazzling heart.
After all, the holes are there to let the joy
And the light flood in.
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And joining up with Skywatch too.
Down by the lake,
The sun goes down in a burst of orange.
Simmie gets a burst of energy from the view —
And a swim in the cold water. He’s a happy boy!
Ruby prefers to sit and gaze
At the tangerine dream of another beautiful sunset.
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Ruby turned 8 last week. As many of you long-time followers know, she is very good at posing for photos.
Perhaps Hollywood is calling her name…
Here she is as the Snow Queen:
She makes a good character
in Dame of Thrones, don’t you think?
And, of course, her ears flapping in a storm
Make her a great favourite to play Yoda.
“So, Ruby – what do you think of your mum always taking photos of you?”
No, surely that’s not you sticking your tongue out at me!
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Sometimes a sunset doesn’t put on
A fiery show as the sun goes down;
All you have to do is take your best girl, some dogs
And wait for the lilac and violet tints to paint the sky.
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Who says what?