Here are some additional pictures of the sights I encounter at sunrise and sunset on my walks and bike rides.
Each day I notice something else I hadn’t see the day before. A different tree, or another little pond. All so magical. Everything such a gift.
“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.” ―