A SUNSET. (excerpt from a poem by Victor Hugo)
...All vanishes! The Sun, from topmost heaven precipitated,
Like a globe of iron which is tossed back fiery red
Into the furnace stirred to fume,
Shocking the cloudy surges, plashed from its impetuous ire,
Even to the zenith spattered in a flecking scud of fire
The vaporous and inflamed spume...
I do not understand those that tire of such ever-changing beauty, blasé about it?
So many greats, in all fields have been inspired by this!
AS a photographer, it is not so easy to capture it well!
For me, no matter how many sunsets... each one different and fresh and rich and more spectacular than the previous one, a miracle to my eyes each time.
Dusk is probably my favourite time, to reflect back on the day and look forward to the evening , the next day, the next sunset...and such, life passes...
Nature at its best.
This is again taken from the terrace of the penthouse we used to live in, one side overlooking the sea, the other side the town.
Even after a full day’s work I would very much relax with a glass of Chardonnay and my camera, looking at the sea-traffic and ultimately the sunset. This is one of them. Different? I'll let you be the judge of that.
NO FILTERS USED OR PP, A ONE IN A MILLION NEG...
I prefer taking 'uplifting' images...life is tough enough, there is more than plenty of 'darkness' and 'Angst'...
I am not 'hiding' from reality, only refuse to only live with 'that', I want to show there IS still 'ANOTHER', beautiful, side to it... for those who care to look?
Wishing you a glorious day and thanx for your visit, M, (*_*)
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