Item 04: M.C. Evans war diary, 4 November 1916-16 June 1917 - Page 180
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[Page 180]
Tonight [indecipherable], in fact with every night is wonderful. The sun has just set in its usual unappreciated splendour. First a riot of flaming gold which softly sinks into pale pink then slower & slower the pink changes to a faint & delicate green as only the after glow is left.
This faint green fades again into opal & peach colour while above shine myriad upon myriad of stars, for there is seldom a cloud in the sky when the sun goes down. The keynote of the whole is stillness, silence, immobility, not a breath of wind, not a leaf stirs, nothing is heard but the constant sibilant note of the cricket always the same, never varying, far & near, loud & soft forming a palpable background of sound to the breathless silence of the atmosphere & the eternal