Back in mid-December, just as the Christmassy madness was revving up to full throttle, there was a glorious sunset that lit up the trees at the back of our property at Darlington with a fiery glow.
I wasn't aware that it was happening, though, since I was bundled up inside the house, hunched over my laptop, pecking away at my blog.
But Boy was outside, puttering about, and he looked up and marveled at the beauty of the slaking sun lighting up the trees and shrubs at the rear of the hillside. He ran in the house, got the camera, and took this photograph of the sunset's fleeting light. Only a few moments later the sun had dropped behind the Catskill Mountains on the other side of the Hudson River, and a cloak of wintery darkness settled across the valley.
It was several hours later, as the first snow of the season began to fall, that I first came across this image while downloading photographs of another story that I was working on. I was so enchanted by what Boy had captured that I decided to post it here so that you, too, Dear Reader, may share in enjoying it.
Photograph by Boy Fenwick