A backyard sunset

From our back yard we can see other houses, neighbour’s trees, lights at night from the local football oval. Nothing exciting really. Sometimes I dream of seeing a sun dappled water vista, perhaps gently rolling waves or lovely country paddocks stretching on as far as the eye can see.

Last night however the view took my breath away. A lovely sunset,ย silhouetting mundane rooftops and chimney pots into things of beauty. Heralding the hot day that was to be today.

Summer sunset3

Not a beach

Summer sunset

Not a lake

Summer sunset 2

Still a thing of beauty


28 thoughts on “A backyard sunset

      • It has its charms! Though by no means as warm as Aust. the summers, too, have their unique beauty. Here’s a video (I have left out the dots–you have to put them in where the spaces are). If I don’t wordpress totally messes up your page with a HUGE preview :>)

        www youtube com/watch?v=mthuKmagC-E

      • Thank you so much for sending me that link, it was beautiful, I really loved the historic buildings. I want to put it on my wish list of places to visit one day. My mother-in-law had three lovely Newfoundland dogs so I’ll show it to her as well.

      • I’m thinking that right now about the SUN&WARMTH ….the heating is on …the roof tops are wet and shiny … the Hills are buried under foggy mist …and I still have that hole in my wellies ๐Ÿ˜€

      • I’m very worried about your feet, nothing worse than wet socks in winter. Have you considered chewing gum for the hole in your wellies. I can never get it off my shoes when I stand in it so I think it could be a solution. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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