It felt like the first day of winter. Properly chilly, properly empty, properly beautiful.
As the geese fly home for the winter
And the summer's green brightness is gone
And the sun rises late in the morning
With few there to witness the dawn
And with the cold comes blissful peace
No castles of sand remain
A place for those who want to be
Where peace and beauty reigns
Out to the west there was dark colour in the sky
Above us the geese honked their way across the indigo sky
The passing rain clouds reflected on the wet sand
I like the out of focus feel of this shot
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