
The setting sun throws the engine cowling into harsh relief.
On 23 May I flew from Sydney to San Francisco, on the way to Toronto. I didn’t get much sleep over the Pacific, but the stunning sunset and sunrise at 33,000ft made up for it — almost. 😉

As the sky darkens, a single bright star is visible above the band of intense sunset colour.
Reflections in the engine cowling:
Sunrise:

The horizon is delicate shades of blue and pink, and the rising sun makes metal points on the wing glow as if they were lights.