There is something particularly alluring about the sunsets we get here in autumn. The light is different from summer light, it's richer and more saturated. And along about 7:30 pm, an hour that in summer, would find us still outside playing whiffleball, the sun is in its last throes, dying really.
On a bright evening, the sunset's rays hit the trees along the east border of the meadow, and it's an explosion of color. Add a few bluebirds and cardinals perching in the sumac or goldenrod and you've got enough color to make a peacock dizzy.
The beauty a nice sunset gives us makes it a little bit easier to say goodbye to the long, lush evenings of another summer.