Last of the Light

Bob and I had a nice walk up Flowerdale today, and it rained constantly - no temptation there for taking photos. The coffee (and the pint) beside the fire in The Old Inn afterwards helped disperse the sodden blues!

To my surprise, there was a brief glimpse of light as the sun went down. I hurried out to the layby in front of the house, where I normally take my shots, and realised pretty quickly that there wasn't as much light as I had thought for hand-held shots. Out with the new tripod, and I am reasonably pleased with the results. The 3 small lights in the bottom right corner are the lights of Fran and Chris' house, where I am about to go for drinks; not far to stagger home!

Night all!