A cafe in hand
A chair beckons
A mountainous view
Off to the east
Darkening in the coming
Of the night
A refreshing cool breeze
Dispersing the day’s heat
The parrots have returned
To where ever they roost
The white plumed garza
Long since gone
The sky dark and threatening
Clouds a somber grey
A beam of light
Emerging from the clouds
To cast a golden ray
In a moment of glory
Over a rounded hill
As the clouds roll on
The light slowly fades
Darkness descends once again
While I sip my cafe
Ken Bennison's Photography 
Very nice capture.
Thank you
Lovely capture. I just love the shaft of light across the hills highlighting the undulating land.
It is neat when you sit there waiting for something different to happen.
Love the lighting Ken