These days, I normally go to bed early during the week and read, partly due to the fact that for the life of me I can't get stuck into any telly shows at the moment (I'm hooked on Glee and Mad Men but Friday and Sunday nights don't count) and partly due to the fact that I'm heading in the general direction of being an old fart.

And while it's light out at 8.30ish, I leave the curtains open to watch the sunset.

On Tuesday, I watched the sky turn speckled and purple and mauve and pink and apricot so beautifully that I decided that I really needed to get out of bed, get dressed (jandals and the OH's dressing gown, mmmm, stylish) and go and get my camera.

I'm really pleased that I did.


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