Cardinal / Oil on black canvas / 8x10 / $120 including shipping
DUSK COMES EARLY these days, a thin blue that sinks into orange near the horizon.
Dawn comes later and later, the lightest purple today, with wisps of brighter clouds just above the treetops.
The afternoons stretch into a joy of yellow sunlight, the rays low in the sky and warm. It is the perfect time to live here, along the Atlantic Ocean. The summer visitors are gone, and we who live here have the golden marsh, the golden sun, the golden light of October all to ourselves.
My flowers are still blooming, some - gardenias among them - for the third time this year. There is no traffic; the dogs and Liesl and I walk in the middle of the streets. Cats rest, undisturbed, on sunny front stoops. Windows are open, and I hear someone mowing and smell the sweet scent of grass, for probably one of the last times of the summer.
Surely, winter will come, with its gray sky and its bleak thoughts. But for now, the days are bright and warm and short enough to be treasured.
A Last Thought
"Autumn... the year's last, loveliest smile."
- William Cullen Bryant