If a collocation could be found in a picture the sunset would be a prime example. Everyone is familiar with this scene and many have written poetry on this theme. When Homer wrote about a wine dark sea I imagine a sea not quite night and not quite day. Dusk is a time of fading light. My view of England today reflects this vision. A country which once blazed a trail around the world is now a shadow of its former self. Yet the sun still shines, the clouds bring rain or respite and the wind blows through branches and blades of grass alike. In fact life goes on. Just as it always has. Just like clouds and sunsets.
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