The sun was there. A large gold orb floating just above the horizon. Then, seemingly in an instance, it was almost gone, leaving in its wake, a spectacular sky of pinks, blues and purples. The blackest silhouette of winter trees remained momentarily as the golden orb sank fully into the sea beyond the horizon. What an incredibly sight on a mid-winter’s evening.
It was one of those moments when I had to stop and reflect on how lucky I am…to be able to leave my home and after a five minute drive, enjoy this stunning view during my evening run. It really is quite sensational.
The thing about beaches is that they always surprise you. They are always changing. The tides move and leave water marks, the sands change in the light, wind and birds leave marks on the sand, the time of day, the cloud and light shifting, the weather and the seasons all affect the view. It is always different and always stunning at dusk.