Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Field and Sundown Light

It's that time of year to be sure, baled hay everywhere in the eastern Ontario highlands, deer and wild turkeys feeding at dawn, shadows stretching out long skinny fingers across farm fields at the end of the day.

The shadows slanting across pastures at sunset grow longer as our days grow shorter. As if to compensate for waning daylight hours, northern sunsets become more intense: deep blue and purple skies, perfect molten light and technicolor clouds.  The evening sun flames amazement as it drops below the horizon.

I lean against the cedar rail fence in a corner of the western field, and my camera and recording lens can scarcely take in all the riches on offer.  Every sunset dazzles the eyes, and every rising moon is pure gold. All the treasures of the cosmos are dancing over my head, and wonder of wonders, they are spilled out at my feet too. As above, so below.

1 comment:

Mystic Meandering said...

Great Photo! Capturing the nuance of time and timelessness...