Golden Gate

Do you ever feel you've blipped too early? Tonight I thought I'd leave it to (almost) the last minute, and see if I could get some cool shots while I was out walking Molly. Final rays of sun in the sky? Big bloated moon? Urban rabbits? Ah well, maybe next time.

So instead I'm blipping the gate to our side garden. I forget who first called it The Secret Garden, but the name suits it, as it's hidden from view behind a hedge and walled in. It's a real sun trap - not that there's been much evidence this summer.

This evening it was positively glowing.