Low Tide in Twilight: Capturing the Magic of Coastal Dusk
The air hangs heavy, scented with salt and the promise of night. The sun, a molten orb, dips towards the horizon, painting the sky in a palette of impossible colors. Pinks bleed into violets, oranges morph into deep blues, and the clouds, like brushstrokes on a canvas, catch the dying light. It’s a moment of…