Picnic

We took a picnic to the lighthouse beach where we used to hide in stone shelters from the wind.
We watched the Sun go down revealing a slender Moon and Bright Venus appear as the sky grew dark over a shining sea.
Everyone has left the beach now
The lighthouse beams of light look like the sails of a windmill crossing ocean, dunes and pine clad hills.
A lavender blanket of Cloud is creeping higher covering Venus and now the Moon.
Seven golden glowing ships shimmer on the horizon in the south south west.