The mountains cast in black
Deep shadows until dawn
The wind now a murmur
The birds gone to roost
The last of the evening light
Casting the billowing clouds
In a golden array
The clouds ever changing
Creating art for the imagination
Of fertile minds
But then the darkness intrudes
The light slowly fades
With the last rays of light
The stars become brilliant
In the far heavens
Ken Bennison
Ken Bennison's Photography 
Good to meet you at the supermarket the other day. my very best in your new adventure in Nicaragua .
Keep on tuckin’
Oryst
Thank you Oryst. A pleasant chat
Wonderful capture
Holy cloud Ken , awesome photo , a photo keeper …