On my way home from uni (where the Online Journalism teacher turned out to be Cyberwriter from my blogroll – global village, anyone? *g*) it just hit me what a beautiful, beautiful evening it was.

Although already 8pm, the air was still warm and the setting sun was tinting everything in warm gold tones. People were sitting on the grass in the park, their bikes lying next to them, just enjoying what almost felt like a summer evening. But the best part was the air, heavy with fragrance, so sweet it was almost cloying. Simply breathtaking, in the best sense of the word, it more than made up for what had been quite a bad day, both because of my shoulder and my mental state.

This is my (sadly failed) attempt to catch the atmosphere from out kitchen balcony. Click the thumb to get the big one.