#photoops

So the sun just set. (Big fucking deal, I hear you say.)

What's really neat is I was sitting by a presumably east-facing window, overlooking the front yard of my parents' place toward the street. Across the road is a park, which has a bunch of sycamore trees which have their fresh buds springing this time of year. (The park's the same one which monarch butterflies roost in over winter, but that's not relevant to this story.)

The trees at the park are significantly older and taller than most other trees in the neighbourhood, save for the monster eucalyptus a couple doors down the street which is constantly chattering with birds. At this time in the afternoon, the sun's set enough that things down in the front yard are starting to get all shady, but the tops of those massive trees still get hit with something akin to late-spring midday Canterbury sun.

Looks something like this.



What I didn't realise until after the sun had gone down about ten minutes after I'd uploaded that (weird glowy things are the room lights reflected in the window) was how damn bright that was. Everything else looked grey by comparison, and the colour didn't really come back into the sky and rest of the trees until the ol' Earth's rotation settled the score a bit.