Magic Dusk

Magic Dusk
And the sunset...God blessed this place with an extra helping of 'Magic Dusk'.
The sun sets behind Positano at the right edge of the horizon. The mountian sheilds the setting sun in the final half hour of its daily journey. But rays backlight the clouds in the southwest sky. Glowing embers of peach and lavender.
Meanwhile, the rising crescent moon lights a runway across the sea. A shimmering carpet leading the way to our balcony. I sprinkling of starlight - starbright, a few fishing boats straggling across the sea. And finally the buildings splattered across the mountainside, colored by day, lit by their twinkling lights by night.
Seventy-two and breezy. This place has more than its fair share.Læs mere