Late afternoon. Something about the quality of the light through the window catches my eye and I head outside for a better look.
The “golden hour” approaches — those last few minutes at the end of the day before the sun goes down. It’s one of my favorite times of day. I don’t need to go far, just down the stairs and around behind my building, to capture the interplay of glowing light on leaves and water.
The low-angled sunlight casts a beautiful sidelight on the trees at the edge of the river.
The mosses and ripples seem lighted from within.
Leaves glow against deep shadows.
Reflections dance quietly on the water.
The sun sets, the light fades and in moments is gone, and another day is done.
