I walked to my car after ukulele class tonight and the sky was ablaze with golden light, pink powder clouds, shimmering clouds and luminous blue sky. Twas exquisite timing - the twenty minute drive home was quite stunning but by the time I pulled into my driveway the intensity had faded. I love it when
My evening walks are becoming a habit and something I look forward to. The autumn colours, golden sunshine and brisk air wrap me in a blanket of energetic calm. I fill my eyes with beauty and return home with problems solved. This evening presented a particularly stunning sunset sky.
Turns out there are several rampant grape vines in my neighbourhood. I spotted this beauty in its takeover bid on my evening walk. The setting sun lit it up like a stage light in all its conquering glory.
The evenings are quite beautiful this week as the sky dips slowly to midnight blue. Seems the birds quite like to watch the sun go down too.
A giant full moon dragged itself up over the trees, so large and slow it seemed reluctant to emerge into the dusty pink of the evening sky. I felt like it was pulling me home as I followed its bright presence, disappearing and reappearing from behind hills and trees and houses. The magical otherworldliness of
The sun goes down every day, but pretty sunset views still make me smile. Looking out over the city and the river in Perth was a wonderland of lights - sky, traffic, windows, and that mysterious green tower. It was also perfectly timed - the celestial spectacular had finished by the time my incredible dinner
The clouds rolled in last night and this morning I awoke to the sound of rain on the roof. A very welcome change from the heat and quite special given the inferno to the east. The sunset this evening was particularly rosy and beautiful, in that eerie way that a smokey sky creates.
How beautiful is the feeling of sinking bare toes into the velvety dry sand at the first beach visit of Summer? I watched the sun go down over the bay today, the evening light playing games with the seaweed and spume, the shadows long. A big bank of smoky cloud on the western horizon eventually
