One of the sunsets in the middle of nowhere in Mali, looking across the Niger.
This one was for Dave. Dave would disappear behind a bush with a bucket of water to wash his hair every evening for a wash and brush-up before it got too dark. By the time he emerged, he'd missed the sunset. So I took a photo of the unset every evening so that he would eventually see what he'd missed (this was in the days of film, he had a long wait). BTW, no photoshoppery involved.
and this was our home for the duration:
and here are a couple of locals: