Penguin Droppings

By gen2

Fire

As the sun sank slowly towards the distant horizon, there was a passing moment when it seemed to stall and hesitate uncertainly above the ocean's rim.
But no, it continued its relentless journey to oblivion until inevitably, the elements of fire and water met with an ephemeral explosion of exothermicity threatening to consume both nature's glory and mankind's metropolis.


My sincere apologies,
I don't know what came over me there.
Tonight I offer you a blend of a stormy sunset and some Pittosporum flowers from my garden.
Yes, I am back home in Kirkcaldy.

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