After the rain
In late autumn, the forest holds onto the light. Wet branches catch the evening sun; the paths grow quiet long before the stars arrive.
A small collection of notes about forests, night skies, and the quiet places between cities.
In late autumn, the forest holds onto the light. Wet branches catch the evening sun; the paths grow quiet long before the stars arrive.
The best observation begins with a pause. Leave the bright street behind, let your eyes adjust, and notice how much the horizon changes.