The light.The sister image to this one is up at 52 weeks.
That gorgeous afternoon light.
Every photographer knows about the magic hour when the light is just right. It's there every afternoon three hundred sixty five days a year...three hundred sixty six days if it's a leap year.
But the afternoon light that rains down upon us in the Fall?
That light is the magical magic-ness. It's the kind of light that makes me stop what I'm doing and just bask in it's rays.
If the beach is my happy place then this is my happy time.
It reads like a fairytale.
I love Autumn.