The other night I left right when the sun dipped behind the western horizon.
I drove a while out in the country with my camera.
It's the time of day called the "blue hour"...with some of the most beautiful light you've seen in winter, and especially when there is a fresh snow on the ground.
The blue hour makes anything ordinary extraordinary, but I think I've told you that more than enough...
Barns, sunset...the blue hour...all of it, just gorgeous.
And I relaxed, decompressed, and had the best ever mental health therapy just as the sun said good-bye at the end of the daylight.
I sure do hope you've enjoyed these shots, too.
And I hope your day is beautiful, too....don't forget to peek out the window at sunset, you never know what you might be missing.