The colors of fall are beautiful without enhancement. Even so, the sun plays tricks by moving low in the Southern sky to light up the fall colors from the side. The low sun illuminates the individual leaves of the trees from a new angle. The shadowy intensity of summer’s overhead glare is gone. Wheeling around the sun at a tilt offers unexpected benefits.
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The trouble with winter is that the sun is low in the sky. It comes up in the morning and hangs, barely above the horizon, until mid-afternoon, when it gives up and plummets behind the mountains. It feels as if, no matter where I’m driving, I’m driving into the sun.
Jackie came to recognize the angle of the sun greatly effected her moods. Mid-morning in autumn, golden slanted rays painted her body while her fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard. The rhythmical clicking of the keys, the melted light and warmth made her feel utterly contented. Nonetheless, she thought of herself as an evening person, saying she, like most extroverts, felt best in the evenings.
In the warm summer evening, the low sun paints a golden road across the ocean waves. It is romance.
In the crisp fall morning, the low sun paints the green grass, the golden wheat and the silver barn luminous against the deep blue sky. It is life.
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In the deep south, low sun is a kitchen caught between cross breezes; sleep uninterrupted beneath a duvet; a sweater; acorns falling like rain and crunching under foot like ice; squirrels gleaning crops; high waves on the beach; more time spent outside; and clocks turned back. Love that low sun.