Perfect sunset with midges!

Sunday fades,

washed in golden warmth, 

Red sunset

Air sweet with blossom,

traced in pink and red;

Crescent moon

Now comes the moon, 

the moth, the star.

caroling each

to bed


“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”
William Shakespeare – Romeo and Juliet