at the end of the day

In Sítio das Hortas in Alcochete, the sky was an incredible thin veil of pink and lavender, and the light glowed golden. I felt my heels sink gently into the soft sand while an amorphous cloud of thousands of Glossy Ibises descended upon their roosting grounds.

estuary

In the fading light, one thousand five hundred Glossy Ibis flew to their roost.
It was our best guess, but there was no questioning the magic.