Watching the Sunset with a Friend
We went over to Happy Hour and Baby Beez met a heron strutting his stuff.
No matter how many times we watch a sunset, each one is a unique joy.
The crepuscular rays show up nicely in black and white.
The sun begins to appear under the clouds, our friend is not one teeny bit impressed. The flaming ball lights the lagoon. Time to home for supper and to win a ‘few bob’ at rummikub. Huh.
ALL IN ALL A LOVELY WAY TO END THE DAY
EACH ONE IS ALWAYS DIFFERENT