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Sundown

Sundown

Don’t stare at the sun

We’re told as a kid

Unless through a lens

As clearly I did

With my trusty Canon in hand I am never afraid to try awkward or difficult shots, safe in the knowledge that my camera will take care of the specifics and produce a decent photo, while protecting my eyes.

Here the sun is beginning to go down towards the mountains, with vineyards in front, as I took my friend home after her birthday celebration of cake and champagne.

Even though I took the shot directly into the sun, my little camera still managed a decent picture – and I wasn’t blinded.

Don’t worry; I took my champagne “To go”, by pouring most of it into an empty water bottle I had taken with me for that very purpose. I may have a teeny reputation on my blog for drinking vodka or champagne, but I never do so and drive.

Rebirth

Hibiscus

Haiku 27

Crumpled orange blobs

All over my hibiscus

Next generation

Rage Against the Dying of the Light

Sunset Rage 1

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

– Dylan Thomas

Sunset Rage 2

When I witnessed this dramatic sunset the other night, I couldn’t help but think of these famous words by Dylan Thomas: Rage against the dying of the light

Violets are Blue

Pansy

Haiku 21

Pansies are purple!

And orange, yellow or red

Why are Violets blue?

This pansy is looking a little battered after being watered. But hey, water is life!

And from my extensive research (google – one minute) I found out that it is rare to get a truly blue flower, which is why botanist call a flower blue, when it is merely slightly less purple!

post script: The Nursery rhyme or poem, Roses are red, reads:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet

And so are you

And as you can see, it is much easier to find a rhyme to “blue” than it is to “slightly less purple”!