I caught the sunset after getting home from work. It’s certainly BBQ time of year, my neighbours had theirs fired up while I was baking spuds.

The sky was a nice colour:

Rusty sky;

Billows of barbecue smoke,

plumed over, and between,

terraced garden fences,

chorused by the chirping of

carefree student’s laughter,

the buzz of mosquito fly-bys

and the bop of boisterous behaviour.

Sunken sun tints

this summer eve’s sky rusty.