We get the pinkest of skies here in Cape Town in winter. A subtle hue spreads evenly across the sky as the sun thinks about setting.
You have to be quick to catch this tint though, as the sun sets so rapidly that suddenly all colour is gone.
To add a little glamour to the scene, a sliver of a moon shines out in the pinkness.
You noticed it without the title, right?
And if you want to know what a Blue Moon is, check out my post Blue Moon!
Some evenings the sky is ablaze.
And daylight is not giving up without a fight;
Shooting sparks up into the sky as the sun finally sets.
Railings – Abstract
I wonder if these inanimate railings were enjoying the lovely sunset as much as I was?
Later I noticed how the angle of the railings paralleled the streaks of coloured clouds, producing odd strata.
Strata – Definitition
One of a number of portions or divisions likened to layers or levels.
Egyptian Geese fly by in a wedge formation, heading into the setting sun.
I know the photo is a little blurred, but the light was rapidly fading and my trusty point and click Canon did its best, at least capturing the spirit of the evening flight.
post script: You can read here about Why geese fly in a V shape. And Dawn Patrol to see my skein of flying geese.
Golden Sunset 1
Dripping molten from the sky
Catching wispy evening clouds
Shed a little light on us
Golden Sunset 2
Now if I could just find some way . . .
Golden Sunset 3
. . . to get rid of the neighbour’s roof.
Maybe an extra long selfie stick?
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