Sunset

The Golden Hour

When I got dressed and grabbed the camera in time for sunset, I told Miguel expressly that we weren’t going to do another floaty, hazy set of images, something that’s become a bit of a habit when visiting his dad’s house in the middle of the Portuguese countryside. Pah! As if that was going to happen! I’m not sure there is much else you can do in rolling fields full of tall grass – you try not swishing your skirt or dancing on your tiptoes as the sun goes down. Impossible!

Whilst waiting for the ‘golden hour’, Miguel and I set down our blanket and thumbed through our traveling copy of Wish magazine in celebration of the second batch going on sale today! Surrounded by sheep, I’m almost certain our situation couldn’t have been any more idyllic. Silence, aside from the familiar summer sound of bells around the necks of the roaming herd. The slow internet connection is a blessing in disguise when it forces you outdoors to appreciate simpler pleasures. x

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