It's an absolutely beautiful evening with a stunning sunset. The sky is aflame with reds and oranges. Chris and I strolled down the garden to enjoy the sunset, it was so peaceful and quiet. It must be the kind of evening which inspires poets....

The Night Garden - Robert Bridges

My delight and thy delight,
Walking, like two angels white,
In the garden of the night

A Sunset - Francis Thompson

All vanishes! The sun, from topmost heaven precipitated,
Like to a globe of iron which is tossed back fiery red
Into the furnace stirred to fume,
Shocking the cloudy surges, plashed from its impetuous ire,
Even to the zenith spattereth in a flecking scud of fire
The vaporous and inflam-ed spume.