I've come, as a matter of course, to photograph the last sunset of the year, the fading away, this time, of 2015. And, below, there's the ritualistic image of the sun going down. But I couldn't help notice that LucyFur was observing me, with a not uncritical expression on her pretty tabby face. Sometimes I think that that cat is my critical alter-ego, keeping me in line - but why the cynicism over the sunset photo, I don't know. A distrust of photographic cliche?
Happy 2016, everyone!