As Darkness Begins to Fall
On this day, as darkness begins to fall, a sense of its rare beauty permeates me. Most evenings I’m indoors at this time, and often I can only glimpse its beauty through the windows.
So it comes as an unmissable opportunity to capture this quiet image.
Sunsets vary widely in their beauty. Some are quite spectacular, while others are almost non-events.
In Sydney, the winter sunsets tend to be delightful.
Here is one that I recently photographed.
A Glorious Sydney Sunset
What a lovely morning! Sydney’s run of Spring-like weather continues, beckoning us outdoors, to see and feel its glory.
Chicki, my little white dog, and I strolled along the promenade, besides the river. We seemed quite alone, save for a flock of distant white cockatoos, some magpies, kookaburras, and a few tiny swallows perching on the net of the swimming baths.
For a while, only the sounds of the birds disturbed the peace: but there playful and busy noises in no way detracted from the beauty of the scene.
What a charming, relaxing place!
I looked across the river, towards the railway bridge a mile away. The sky seemed to emanate a special kind of beauty: the gentle beauty of heavily clouded days, with chinks of colour shining through.
Seemingly of their own accord, my eyes turned to the water, and instantly I gazed upon the wondrous reflections of the sky, especially those cheery shimmers of blue that mingled amongst the grey.
I turned away, taking in the trees: the tall gums, the petal-free Christmas bush. A flock of white cockatoos swooped, finally landing on a distant shore.
The skies are grey, but life is good.