In all my travels, across almost 60 years, I have experienced nothing closer to perfection than Autumn in Texas.  It comes late here, after summers which can seem interminable, making its arrival seem almost a surprise every year.  With the equinox now behind us, the sun’s light slowly eases from glaring to lambent; color and shadow return.

This evening, around sunset, I took a few photos of the bay in the softening light.  I think I do this to remind me of my many blessings.