I love taking photographs of sunsets, but find it quite challenging to capture their essence. Here are some of my better attempts....
Santa Monica Beach, California
Taken from an aeroplane, on a flight from Cork to London
The same flight, taken a few minutes later

Fihalhohi, The Maldives
Fihalhohi, The Maldives
Fihalhohi, The MaldivesAlcatraz Island, near San Francisco
Golden Gate Bridge
View from Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco
View from Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco
Neighbour's garden
Red Sky At Night
View from our house
'Sunset' by Kate Bush
Could be honeycomb
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Whose shadow, long and low
Is slipping out of wet clothes?
And changes into
The most beautiful
Iridescent blue
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Every sleepy light
Must say goodbye
Today before it dies
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Keep us close to your heart
So if the skies turn dark
We may live on in
Comets and stars
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Chorus :
Oh sing of summer and a sunset
And sing for us, so that we may remember
The day writes the words right across the sky
They all go all the way up to the top of the night
Could be honeycomb
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Whose shadow, long and low
Is slipping out of wet clothes?
And changes into
The most beautiful
Iridescent blue
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Every sleepy light
Must say goodbye
Today before it dies
In a sea of honey
A sky of honey
Keep us close to your heart
So if the skies turn dark
We may live on in
Comets and stars
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
That blackbirds sing at dusk
This is a song of colour
Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
Then climb into bed and turn to dust
Chorus :
Oh sing of summer and a sunset
And sing for us, so that we may remember
The day writes the words right across the sky
They all go all the way up to the top of the night
Oooh! That is lovely!
ReplyDeleteExcept... that there is no African sky (bad Nat!). Didn't know you had this interesting passion?? A lovely post and I do so love Kate Bush as well!
Hugs
EvE
No camera when we lived there :-( No good pics when we visited...
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