A magical time, the evening . . .
. . . when the sun blazes as it sinks behind the Tors into the sea . . .
. . . and on the seafront, the lights illuminate Capstone Hill . . .
. . . nothing else matters in the magic of light and dark.
Summer sunset, twilight and night in Ilfracombe
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