Parked Under The Crimson Overcast

The dusk, it's time to take a break from the busy and tiresome day, it's a time when people return to their home and animals return to their mates. Sitting at the bank of a river, I was pondering over the amazing life-cycle when I beheld a boat, overcast with crimson texture of sky with a splendid blend of clouds, parked on the bank over the rocks.

I just sat down, bowed my body downwards and clicked...