An Electric Light Show


Becky and Ian returned home at lunchtime. I spent the afternoon printing off a draft novel a friend has sent me, doing me the honour of seeking my opinion on the work.

We left the printer processing the last few pages and set off for Tanners Lane to witness the sunset.

Naturally we were obliged to take our time in the queue to the beach. Some of the ponies sported day-glo orange to make sure they were noticed.

Isle of Wight

While waiting for a clear path we observed the evening light on the Isle of Wight in the distance.

This glow lent lively colours to the beach and sea waters at high, lapping, tide; and, of course, the Island, The Needles, and the lighthouse.

One other photographer was abroad. Naturally we had a chat.

Eventually, the sun sank low enough for the Electric Light Show to begin.

Back home this evening, Jackie and I dined on her wonderful sausage casserole, mashed potato, and boiled carrots, cauliflower, and Brussels sprouts. I drank Mendoza Bodega Toneles malbec 2012.


  1. Light and color like that – you did such a superb job btw – are what I would say life is really for and about – aside love – just incredible colors and I was staring at them and they made me feel wonderful and I wasn’t even there. Lovely. Thank you for sharing my friend.

  2. Love the ponies, and the sunsets are a joy; but I’m getting pretty jack of bangers and mash, it seems to be coming the staple diet of the Knight family. and as a consequence me, ( I check in every morning to see whats for dinner ).
    I could understand it in the late 1940’s when there wasn’t much choice but in the 21st century? Surely not! πŸ™„ 😈 πŸ˜€

      1. Looks good that recipe; one thing I noticed; if the sauce is too thick, add a little more red wine. If too thin take the lid off,
        Why not drink a little more of the red wine instead? Hate to see it gong to waste!
        Must admit I’m rather fond of a good casserole, never tried it with sausages though might have to give it a go.
        Not this week though, my culinary delight may be another chicken & leek pie with creamy chopped spinach mash, cauli,carrots and snow peas.

          1. Might even be tempted to take a leaf out of your book and take a picture or two and post it , but then again I probably wont; don’t want to be a plagiarist

  3. Is that a white horse? If it is, I get to say oskeewawa. I don’t know how to spell it. But when I was a kid if you spotted a white horse that’s what you said and you got a dime for it. It was introduced to the family by my grandmother’s brother-in-law, so the origins might be Swedish or faux-Native-American.

      1. How did you find that?! And why would it be attached to a “white horse”? Yes, I’m pretty sure all those white horses were gray haha. But yours is so beautiful with gray mane and tail. Now I need to figure out what connection Uncle Al had with University of illinois!

  4. The sequence vividly expresses a place and time that the viewer can now be immersed & share. Very well done. πŸ™‚
    Still can not get over the free roaming equines. πŸ˜€

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