Spy Holms sunset

It's quite a while since I've taken time to watch a sunset, life can sometimes get in the way, I've seen glimpses, though not really absorbed one. Tonight was a good night to choose to change that. Tonight’s sunset was a real doozy, man, the colours were spectacular. Transformation after colourful transformation, the sky was a continually morphing palette. We were viewing it from Rock Hills, a grand name for what's really a shallow scarp between the dry heath of Spy Holms and the wet heath adjacent to Red Rise Brook. Early on, across Spy Holms, an azure sky melted into yellowy greens, I love the subtlety of colour during this phase of a sunset. Those yellows were soon gone, consumed by a rich palette of oranges, whilst the clouds developed smoky greys hues. Very cool. Then finally, the oranges became deep reds and night began to draw its veil. As the sun went down, behind us ethereal mists began to seep up through the wet heath, filling the low land and flowing eerily into Red Rise woods and Burley Old beyond. Stunning.