Rugged black rocks go down into the sea, chunks lie in the water. Between them, seawater sloshes back and forth. The waves break against the sharp points. It is already late mid-summer. The sun is setting and is still exactly above the horizon. The sky turns yellow. The plants in the foreground are exactly in that last light, forming a nice contrast with the dark rocks. I have been waiting for this moment. I am wobbling on a small sloping surface and also have to keep my balance with one hand.
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