I love these evenings when at 10pm it's still light enough to go for a walk.
The sky to the north-west is a palette of pastel colours.
Cream heads of parsley glow amongst the silhouettes of tall, blunt-headed grasses. Light from the sinking sun drapes the cliff edges in diaphanous purple.
To the south the moon has risen in a cold, pure sky.
The sea is milk in a saucer.
