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Sunset near the Land of the Rising Sun


Sunset cloud
Sunset cloud







Somewhere, somehow close to the Land of the Rising Sun, a sunset charms my gaze with the symphony of colors it presents itself.

I took my camera and "caught the moment" to enjoy my look and then I thought "what are moments like these for if you don't share them with someone"?

Then I thought to you the reader, maybe in a quiet moment this photo will give you the same joy as it did me.

Cheerful and rosy, in a colorful light against the background of a "sea of ​​blue" of clear dawns, it lay on the clock in the evening with its funny form stunning me with the splendor of that moment.

Such a moment, in the evening, probably barely noticed and sometimes even ignored by those in a hurry to return home from work, somehow seemed to me worthy of appreciation for its greatness.

I wonder what it could be?

A fluffy cloud with a diaphanous shape that urged me to dream, what from my daily routine I was easily "pulled" towards dreaming as if in a fairy tale world.

What would he have wanted to "tell me" and how he expected me to "catch" him in the picture so that it would be a moment of happiness for me in the evening, which lights up the evening and the road to tomorrow.

After several minutes of "posing" for people like me, he slowly headed to new lands to bring the reverie to other dreamers.

The evening has left its mark on the sky, and the new clear day will find me happy like a child who received the gift he wanted.

It's been days since then, but the beauty of the cloud, which seemed to embrace me, delights my gaze with its picture.

Haughtily, as he was "presented" to me, seemed like a movie star at the gala of happiness, the happiness he offered me, and I thought I would at least give you his story as I "saw it" " on a clear and illuminated sky at sunset from an exotic place as if taken from fairy tales, the beauties that bring "cloud hugs" to dreamy romantics.

With the ticking of keys, I blogged my story and now I thank you for opening my page.

And if my story or picture of the happy cloud "hugs you" leave me a like, click on an ad and even subscribe to support me.

Joy to you, reader, and see you soon, says the one who wrote this blog for you!



 

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Liliana Ștefania

 


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