Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk. ~ Stephen King
It was a lovely time of day. That hour just before the sun lowers itself behind fields and fences, silos and barns. The only way to snap multiple silhouette images of the changing landscape was to sit in the passenger seat of the car, on our way home toward the south. This allowed me the perfect view to the west and the setting sun.
Before the dusk began to greet the day, there were a few drive-by scenes which caught my eye, Among them, this lovely but cluttered peninsula with its colourful trees showing off what's left of their best autumn attire.
The sun was shining proudly on this little bay, saturating its colours with rich, warm hues.
Before too long, it ws difficult to make out disticnt details of the countryside, but my camera still picked out this grazing horse. You might need to squint.
Well, if you could see that horse, how about this cattle? They're way over on the udder side of the field.
Bare trees look quite dramatic with the sun setting behind them.
Many of the barns look the same whe the night steals away with its hues and shades.
Quite a few of them are worn down enough to allow at least some sunlight to shine through them.
And some - quite a bit.
Before long (several dozens of photos), it became too dark to focus on the countryside. This was my last shot from a most amusing drive home. At least for the passenger.
More coming up soonish.
