It’s mid-winter here, and cold. Not a good time to be out in the golden hours taking photographs and I’ve posted so many old sunrise-sunset photos I don’t want to repeat myself.
But I like the irony in this shot. It was a glorious evening, making even the extensive mudflats at Pt. Chevalier look spectacular. My partner and I admired the view; our son remained largely oblivious to everything but the music on his iPod. I love the way he’s turned away from the sunset. It’s not only a nice photo, but a nice comment on our different priorities in life.