It sure is getting dark early these days. You know me well enough by now to know that I love this time of year. However, the brightness of the sun as it dips down behind the houses is sometimes a little too much. Especially as our front room is south facing *squint*
But. It sure makes for a pretty picture.
It highlights the whispy clouds with colours that I have not seen in any felt tip pen set. And if I tried to recreate them, I would end up 1) with brown and 2) using too much of said felt tip and ripping through the paper.
I realise that there are many paints to be had, should I feel myself particularly arty, but there is something alluring about a long set of felt tips. I still have a hankering for an A3 flip board and a set of thick, unfailing markers so I can pretend to be Rolf Harris.
Fret not, summer lovers. If the world does not end when we enter the Age of Aquarius at the Winter Equinox, the days will get a few seconds longer before you know it.
Whilst they are like this, I shall relish every one of them.