Magic Hour After the Rain

It was a brisk fall day with moody skies and winds. After a beautiful lunch at a historic colonial inn in Massachusetts, I decided to walk, while others drove a short distance to see an old grist mill. As I began to walk along the wooded trail, the skies darkened, and it began pour. Just as quickly as the rain began, the clouds disappeared, and a brilliant light lit up the entire view and made everything glisten and shine. It was quite a magic moment!