The sun was in that stage on its was towards the horizon when things become golden as I wandered in the Uig Woodland this afternoon. Because the trees don’t have leaves at the moment, a sliver of sun reaches the river by the gate.













Artist in Scotland (was on the Isle of Skye, now in Aberdeenshire)
The sun was in that stage on its was towards the horizon when things become golden as I wandered in the Uig Woodland this afternoon. Because the trees don’t have leaves at the moment, a sliver of sun reaches the river by the gate.