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When I see sights implying a fading light source, such as the one you show in your post, I always feel a sense of mild sadness coupled with longing, but also a feeling of muted joy. I heartily endorse the wishes expressed in your final paragraph.

Me, too, Tom...especially when i am alone.

I do love this light! I see it fairly often on the hill on the other side of the meadow from us, but I can never capture it as you have. There is something magical about the moment, akin to the moment of evening light that surrounds you in a pinkish energy every once in a long while.

At this time of year light is so precious we need to make the most of every minute of it. Your picture is beautiful.

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