Bay Dusk

It must have been just a few minutes past five, but the sun had already sunk beyond the curve of the Great Ocean, its (the sun) remaining light, faintly whispering goodnight.

Afterward I felt alone. I peek through the viewfinder and reached the pier at the long end of the Nikkor 200mm. The water near shore glowed ethereal emerald and blue as if lit by submersible pool lights.


The winter sky appeared to amplify time and I could practically see the seconds racing into the past. Just a few frames later and the glow was gone, replaced by total tranquilness. The kind of tranquilness that would deepens as the night wore on. I heard waves crashing ashore for the first time that evening.