Is that an angel —
Or an elephant —
Trumpeting across the horizon at sunset?
(In other news, WordPress informs me
That I’ve been blogging for nine years!
Thank you for sticking with me all these years.)
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Sometimes, the best part of a sunset
Is when the sun sinks below the horizon.
Then all sorts of magic can happen:
A strawberry sizzle in the sky
Or the rich perfection
Of sky kissing waves at the beach.
(I’m on my last week of holiday and want to spend as much time away from the computer as possible, so may not be around too much.)
The blazing sunset
Sets the world on fire
And paints the sky
In the colours of fire and passion.
(Photos taken on a beach in Conil de la Frontera, Spain.)
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UPDATE: I’m sick at the moment and won’t get round to visiting you all.
Sometimes a sunset
Just makes you shout out with joy:
I ❤ sunsets!
The beaches of Conil in Spain
Were perfect for enjoying
A dazzling setting of the sun.
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A choir of glorious rays
Breaks over the English countryside.
And you can almost hear the angels sing.
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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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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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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
Or the silken ripples
On the lake as the sun goes down.
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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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