Another day complete, the tree takes a moment, a break, to appreciate the final rays of the sun. Stretching every part of itself toward the sky, absorbing as much energy as possible to help in the coming battle against the gathering darkness; an inevitable consequence of time that not even its brazen, barbed, blockade could hope to hold back.
A short walk to make a photograph of the Wye valley near our home resulted in my observations of this tree. I realised that both the tree and I were sharing the same last rays of daylight, willing them to warm and energise us for adventures to come.