We went for a walk when the sun was getting low in the sky…the long shadow time, beautiful in the fall, and anytime.
I love the play of the sun , being low, just grabbing the tops of the marsh reeds and grasses. It looks like “On Golden Pond”, the Three Fathom Harbour version. Funny how younger readers just won’t get that reference. That’s happening more and more. When you say,” oh, I did that, about 30 years ago”…etc..it still sounds strange to my ears. These are the small things I’m coming to accept, in my own “golden” decades.