Most of Sunday was a dreary, dispiriting day – chilly and drizzly, with leaden grey skies. Then in the evening the rain stopped, and the sun struggled through fog and mist to bring the day to a glorious close. Never have the garden flowers and wildflowers looked lovelier.
Never have the neighboring farmlands shown off to greater advantage. And has this handsome horse’s coat ever caught the late evening light in quite this way?
We stopped by a friend’s house to catch sunset from his deck high over Lake Michigan. He opened a bottle of good red wine. It was one of those glorious Up North hours!