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What started as a dismal morning turned into a beautiful evening that crept up on me while my head was buried in a book or otherwise obstructed by my camera. So we headed out for a short stroll by the beach.

I'm rarely out and about at that time. It's really boring, but I'm usually cooking my dinner and curling up on the sofa. So I've never really had the time to appreciate the light at this hour, especially reflected off the water and the rippling sand. Every way I turned, it looked like a postcard ... so I hauled out my camera.