Fog creeps in when twilight knocks on the door

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She white and silky, licking with her pale dress the green peaks of my horizon.
The trees tear their lace leaving transparencies that lazily continue their way entangling themselves between pine trees.

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The picture is melancholic for a summer day.

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If I turn my head and look to the north, where the sea is, I see that it is also sensed in the distance, with a sky with clouds and a sun about to hide.

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I zoom in and we can see how it floods the electricity towers and we can appreciate the pinkish sky.

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Now we look straight ahead and Mount Cobetas with its large telecommunications antenna is almost covered, this fog is thicker, full of moisture and a lot of texture.

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We appreciate the blacks and how the wind has dominated it, making it separate to see fragments of nature.


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The other angle of vision we see a little more clearly and we can appreciate the green of the field that surrounds me.

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These are the views from my window, half an hour before the sun sets over the horizon.

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