Teatro del sol

La Quebrada , Acapulco

Paint me a sunset

Ninemia

“A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east.” 
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Sundown in Oia

Santorini Sunscape

Celestial Symphony

Santorini Sunscape