A smouldering cliffscape is lit ochre, in the breathless evening light. It stands above a sea, smooth as mercury.
Lit by a flame seared sunset.
Whilst definitely not a ‘Hazy Shade of Winter,’ today has been a spectrally smoky summers day. The sea stacks and caves, of the Cote d’Albatre, wearing a gauzy mantle throughout.
With only occasional cats paws of wind, to disturb the sultry stillness.
Motor-sailing is the order of the day. A phrase which you will not often hear Stargazer utter.
From the bustling pier heads of Le Havre.
To Pointe d’Ailly. At the doors of Dieppe. Stargazer’s arrival safe, if not scintillating.
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