At the cottage, life is surrounded by trees and constrained by the sun’s coming and going. Especially going. In these pictures, it’s going behind some trees.
What happened was, I was sitting on the deck and moved my chair so the sun wouldn’t be so painfully dazzling, and decided it looked kind of neat trying to squirm around the edges of the big evergreen trunks.
This first picture features a coffee cup and what must be a woodland visitor out of Færie.
Then I thought that the scene had too much apparatus, and tried to subtract everything but the sun and trees and mountain.
Maybe that was too many; how about the sun behind just one tree?
All very well and good, but I felt bad without including a photo of the heretofore behind-the-scenes star (literally) of the show.