A couple of months ago I posted an image I’d taken at a park near my house. The sky was twilit, a sliver of silver moon visible between the bare branches that stood black against the sky. Last night I was at the same park at about the same time, and I decided to take another photo of the same view.
And how it has changed. The sky is blue, the sun still golden above the horizon. Green leaves cover the once-bare branches and the air (take my word for it) is much warmer. Still, I think I prefer the earlier image. It captures my favourite time of day, as we slide towards night, and the little sliver of moon seems caught in the branches like a piece of magic.
It’s a little reminder of how seasons change, yet underneath it all, there is much that stays the same.