Yesterday, after I finished making dinner, I took Kara to the library. My expectations of going anywhere usually disappear after about 3 in the afternoon, so I’m rarely outside when the sun sets. I picked a good day for it yesterday, though. On the way to the library, the sun was setting as a cold front was moving in. So the warm, orange-red light was reflecting off of the low-hanging clouds until the very air seemed to hold the color. The illusion was only strengthened by the beautiful fall colors everywhere, like the trees themselves were exuding the light.
There was a particularly striking moment, when one yellow tree stood in the foreground with a line of evergreens behind, and the sky and clouds framing it all.
And, of course, I didn’t have a camera with me—not even my phone.
Then Kara and I snuggled up in one of the big, comfy chairs at the library as the sunset faded in the large windows and the night rolled in, and we were warm and close and reading together.
What mental snapshots have you stored this beautiful season?