"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Posts tagged “George MacDonald

..And Sultry Sunsets

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Yesterday gave almost twenty-four hours of continuous rain.

But at dusk the onset of silence, partnered by fine shafts of rose-gold light piercing the rattan blinds, signalled a change of mood.

The clouds parted a little to offer, as if in recompense, a dramatic sunset over the Arabian Sea.

Twilight is brief in the tropics but often spectacular.

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“How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.”  George MacDonald

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Pictures taken from my roof terrace.