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I think Mother Nature has been plotting against my quest for good sunset photos.  My recent attempts at Broken Hill and Mornington could both be called “Hazy clouds on the horizon”, rather than my preferred “Sky turns golden” sunset pics.

Last Friday evening I noticed the sky starting to turn pinkish, so my son and I went up to a small nearby hill here in Pakenham, only for him to ask “Dad, where’s the sun gone?”  You guessed it, behind the clouds.  “Sorry mate, there’s no show tonight”.

This just proves that in photography, you often need patience, timing and good luck to get “that” shot, and you should keep trying until you do.


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