There’s been a few quite spectacular sunsets over Myland during the past week but alas there was no opportunity to capture these. Yesterday looked promising again. This time I was able to grab camera and tripod and walk out to the Myland fields in hopes of yet another spectacular sky. In the end it didn’t develop as I’d hoped because a thick bank of cirrostratus in the west blocked out the final stages of the sunset, but the high cirrus overhead nevertheless put on a fairly good show:
The wheat and barley have now gone, leaving just the stubble, and there’s a deeply earthy smell over the fields now:
Watching the light fade in the west, there was suddenly a somewhat blood-curdling shrieking noise from the hedge half-way across the field – almost certainly a rabbit screaming – so perhaps there was a stoat or weasel hunting along the hedge-line. It all fell silent again as I watched the high cirrus spread like snowy dragons across the sky. The fact that this was disappointing compared to the sunsets from earlier in the week perhaps gives an idea of just how spectacular they were. But there will always be other sunsets…
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