After the sun had fled

We had a light meal this evening, sitting on the deck in the still warm sunshine. Unlike yesterday, there was little wind and I was made somewhat somnolent. Abruptly, or so it seemed, the sun had gone from a blazing and blinding orb above the cloud bank to a golden glimpse through narrow gaps in the clouds. The Dylan apartment building to the west of us is almost directly in the line of sunbeams from the summer sun at sunset. I didn't want that image tonight.

So I waited a little longer and let the sun flee fully below the horizon, and captured instead the decorations left on the clouds. The faint crepuscular rays appeared to be an attempt by the sun to hold onto the clouds; perhaps to stop from crossing the Tasman to new South Wales. A futile effort, if so.