Evening On The Strand

The Merman's Children, Book Two, V. 

The evening is chilly. The Kattegat glimmers into dusk. The shore darkens. Sunset reddens water, reeds hummocks and willows. The breeze from inland smells of mire and damp. A bittern booms. A lapwing shrieks. An owl hoots.

Four senses: I have summarized instead of quoted. Thinking to check, we find that we have discussed this passage more than once before. However, each time is slightly different. Multi-sensory scenes, present throughout Poul Anderson's works, are almost part of his grammar. And I particularly like beaches.