Night on the embankment

Night is a magical time of day. The real magic happens in the dark. What seemed simple and understandable during the day, seems mysterious and meaningful at night. Habitual things lose their recognition, the feeling of space changes, everything changes.

Look at this sky. I didn't adjust the colors, that's exactly what they were. The sky became either childishly cheerful, or a little formidable. The sun had already set, but its rays made their way from the sea through the dense hot air. I have not seen such colors in northern latitudes. Maybe I just searched badly?

Due to the low light outside, I had to use a slow shutter speed. I love these blurry silhouettes that look like ghosts or spirits of the past. It makes night shots more mysterious and romantic...if you're not afraid.