A walk in the dusk

With the lighter evenings – which I love – and the fact that I have my head stuck deeply in the PhD, my daily walk beside the beach has moved to the end of the day. It’s a liminal time, quiet enough to hear the surf, twilight enough to be mysterious, And I love the way that lights are visible on both sides of the water. I haven’t yet remembered to take my camera, so these are a few pictures from the gallery.