Sun sets on the sighs
that cling to wet hills grinning
color into clouds.
WPC(3) — “Scale”
All the colours you could wish for I suspect too.
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Absolutely, Spike, colors perhaps beyond the limits of our wishes and dreams. Amazing!
Makes a pleasant change to a year ago I’ll bet
The verse and the photo are both beautiful.
Thank you, m’lady.
Stunning image. I’m glad you captured it.
Robbin gets the kudos. It turned out well.
Please pass on my congrats for a great image.
It appears an evil acidic cloud of pollution snuck in to turn the top of the beautiful green hill top brown
With the cloud formation, it looks suspicious, but it’s only the last bit of sun for the day. Note the higher hills in the background are still sunlit.
Yes, a very interesting capture. Robbin and you both have an unique ability to see
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