evening

 

or: how to co-erce one's iPhone into making a peculiarly golden sunset look like an Edward Steichen picture ... so good just to be out in the evening light, with LucyFur running around making menacing chattering sounds at the towhees.   Still at the post-moving stage when it's hard to exert very much effort to do anything, other than shudder at the thought of greeting the furniture and starting to unpack it all next week.