These two photographs pretty much tell the story of this Sunday. Through all our activities it rained. The precipitation didn't stop us from doing what we needed to do, but we waited it out to see if we could manage a walk without rain gear. When we set out at 3:15, the skies were still heavy. But, as we came back up the driveway at 4:30, the sun shown, light streaming across the backyard, spotlighting the bench between the house and the pond.
Almost before we got inside and had supper preparations underway, though, things had darkened again, a heavy fog settling on the water, in the trees, casting a luminous glow over our little part of the world.
I hope I never tire of the wonder of it all.