Autumn Sunset

Here’s the sunset as seen from my Red Door.  There is not much better than sitting and sipping a good port while watching the sun go down.  The incomparable salmon pinks and dusky blues against the trees and the waves.  Add a Chopin nocturne for good measure and the scene is complete.  Sometimes the view is so amazing that I can’t believe what I am seeing.  It is much like the first time I saw the Grand Canyon.  I remember my children saying that it just couldn’t be real, but, of course, it is.  How lovely.

 

The setting sun, and music at the close,
  As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,
    Writ in remembrance more than things long past.
                             Shakespeare-The Tragedy of King Richard the Second