Just as I thought the light had fully gone at Salthouse Point, the sun broke through the clouds one more time, highlighting the surface of the sea. The surface took on this amazing pattern as the light picked out the tops of the small waves and left the other areas in shadow. This was quite a magical time as flocks of swallows and swifts flew low overhead and around me feeding on the flies that had emerged in the warm evening air. Nothing can ever beat nature!
