In Southern Europe, when the bright sun has gone and the heat of the day has begun to subside, the evening is given over to the constant chirping of crickets and the occasional hoot of owls. Looking out from our balcony, we had a good view across a field of fig trees and stone pines towards a vineyard. After dark, the distant street lights were coming on.
Looking in the other direction, our view was across the roof of our apartment complex and out to sea, where the first of the evening's fishing boats were setting out with their small lights sparkling on the horizon. The sky was dominated by the moon and Venus shining brightly.
At the other end of the day, the sunrise was just as good. Red-hued clouds cast a strange light across the fields, pines and rather posh villas nearby.
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