The Tuesday tree: evening glow
Apologies if you have been good enough to visit Dancing Beastie recently and have found new posts thin on the ground. I’m sure I’m not the only person who finds that blogging takes a back seat over the summer. The season is drawing on, though. Next week the Scottish state schools go back, so we’ll have to squeeze ourselves back into the straitjacket of the school timetable, complete with hurried mornings and school runs, at least for one child. The other has another three weeks to mooch about at home.
It still feels strange to me to start the autumn term in the middle of August; but there’s no doubt that August in Scotland has an end of season feel to it. The sap is falling and the trees are beginning to take on a wan tinge at their tips. The hours of daylight are falling too. A month or so ago, we could see our way up the stairs at midnight by the lingering twilight outside. This past week, we have suddenly noticed that it’s getting dark while we are still downstairs. There are beautiful evening skies to be seen as the sun sets at around nine o’clock, casting a golden glow over the fields and woods. So here is another Tuesday tree post that is more about atmosphere than particular species: mellow evening light on the woods around the castle.
Below: faint mist rising from the river catches the light, throwing the tall Douglas firs into relief.
The rounded shapes of oak and sweet chestnut glow in the low sun, against a backdrop of darker firs.
In the last blaze of the setting sun, a cereal crop on a hillside in the middle distance is a small stripe of gold between the darkening trees.
Another post about nightfall which you might enjoy is Season of mists.