Last night as I went out to put the animals down and take a last leisurely walk around the garden I was struck by that light. The light typically symbolic to me of the coming fall. It is hard to believe that it feels like we are approaching that time of year already. Maybe it was how long and hard our winter was, or how cool the summer has been, or the fact that school starts in a mere 3 weeks or maybe that our handful of warm days end abruptly in crisp air.
It is dark much earlier and the last hour or so of light is golden and coming from a much lower angle. Can you see the glitter-like shimmer in the tree on the left? That was no camera trick, simply how the light looked last night. I am not complaining in the least. I would not mind the next four months consisting of these beautiful evenings after days that sun kiss the garden leading toward a long harvest.
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