When the sun is going . . .

. . . the colours and shades are intricate but fleeting.

Ilfracombe twilight

Ilfracombe twilight

Sometimes the dying day blazes behind the Torrs . . .

The departing day blazes behind the Torrs

The departing day blazes behind the Torrs

 . . . and all I can do is . . .

Ilfracombe sunset

Ilfracombe sunset

. . . marvel.

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  • robz

Good to see you. Glad if you would comment

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