One balmy night at the floating village at Chroy Changvar Peninsula.
Phnom Penh, Cambodia
This very picture I took while on a boat cruise reminded me of the first four lines from a sonnet in Don Quixote (Chapter 34), a Miguel Cervantes literary masterpiece. It goes this way:
At midnight, in the silence, when the eyes
Of happier mortals balmy slumbers close,
The weary tale of my unnumbered woes
To Chloris and to Heaven is wont to rise.
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wow, this is an interesting place.. so love it…My Skywatch here
beautiful twilight scene, very moody.http://ewok1993.wordpress.com
nice shot,hope to see more beautiful shots from Cambodia.
it must be cool to live in a floating village…the sound of water would lull you to sleep.:p