Sunday Sunset

They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand in awe of Your signs; You make the dawn and the sunset shout for joy.

Fog On The Mountain

We live down in a little valley surrounded by the Blue Ridge Mountains. To get to the nearest big city, where most of our doctors and a lot of attractions are, we have to go over Afton Mountain. The frequent fog gets so bad that they installed fog lights in the ground, and have neon signs warning "Fog On Mountain-Drive Carefully".  This first one is from today, down in the valley and looking up.

In the old days, the driver would let the passenger walk outside the open car door with a flashlight on the road! Here are some more foggy shots.

This fog was light pink!

“Because God is the best, High King over all the gods. In one hand he holds deep caves and caverns, in the other hand grasps the high mountains.”

Psalm 95

Cider

Last year, we happened to drive past this place. What was it? I had to turn around.

It's a cider place! We have a lot of brewery restaurants around here, but I have never seen a cider one! Do you like cider, and do you drink it?

“The mug of cider simmered slow,
The apples sputtered in a row,
And, close at hand, the basket stood
With nuts from brown October's wood.”
~John Greenleaf Whittier

Vapor

Tonight we were up on the hill to snap the sunset. The sky looked perfect for a pretty one. Alas, that did not happen. But while I was waiting, I took pictures of all the planes as the evening got progressively darker.

“Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away.”

James 4

The Cottage

Phil is standing by this adorable little cottage. Isn't it sweet?

We found this at a Botanical Garden. Here are a few of the things around it.

Let's take a peek inside, shall we?

Everyone can identify with a fragrant garden, the beauty of sunset, with the quiet of nature, with a warm and cozy cottage.

Thomas Kincade

Dead End

The 1st of September was the beginning of meteorological fall. Yes, it is still roasting hot here, but for all intents and purposes, summer is gone. The flowers are dying and the sun is setting earlier every night. See what I mean?

But summer had one last shout when we went to a wedding on Saturday. The theme was sunflowers. And for just awhile, they thrived in a room full of love, family, and friends. No one took pictures during the ceremony, but I did get some shots before anyone was there.

“… soon, too soon, the leaves

Will fall like tears above the Summer's grave,

The lingering birds will sing their parting lay,

And o'er this brightness withering to decay.”

~Albert Laighton

Sunday Sunset

Pink and Blue

Just for you

“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.” ~Crowfoot