Come, my friends,
'tis not too late to seek a new world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite the sounding furrows; for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths of all western stars, until I die.
Tennyson, "Ulysses"
Ed, a real gem of an image. The clouds and sky color really grab your attention. Very well done, I think there is a slight tilt to the image, or maybe it is an illusion, Still beautifully captured and edited. =^..^=tigs
VFS-TicK
Ciao