The final moments of golden light before the shore faded into the shadows of night.
“You know that great pause that comes upon things before the dusk, even the breeze stops in the trees. To me there is always an air of expectation about that evening stillness.” ― H. G. Wells
4 thoughts on “Fleeting Light”
Yes, indeed! 🙂
Beautiful Rebecca – a perfect reflection you have captured here, even as the day comes to an end.
Thanks, Linda! 🙂