In the last minute

I went out to take the photo in the last minute of the day. Only five minutes of light, only five minutes for capturing some beauty out there and the sunset fell over me.

Odd day: first, working on the last novel of Justin Cartwright, after, making calls and sending mails trying to organize the agenda for the next week. Don't know what happens with novels and me, but it's seems is the end of a love story, novels don't move me any more...

Now, music and breadmaking, love breadmaking at night.