With a nod to Richard and Linda Thompson who penned "Dimming of the Day," as well as to Bonnie Raitt who sings my favorite version, I always think of that song during sunset.
Stormy days on the beach lend themselves to twilight of a different palette. Steely blue grays make the ocean foam pop bright white, almost luminescent.
The fading sunset cloaked by clouds.
The pier can barely be seen off in the distance, lights weak in the gloom.
A cold misty parenthesis of haze wraps both ends of the beach.
Words are wasted on such things.
Steve walks and ponders...
...while I take photos and let the foam caress my toes...