I was going to make this really amazing intellectually deep and brilliant post (yeah, right) but I got lost in the blue hour instead. I wandered over the fairy hills sprinkled in sparkling white powder and and wandered through the magic of the low setting sun as everything seems to blend into blue and firecracker sky. We got to keep our fairy dust today.
These looked so inviting over the horizon that I climbed up the hills.
The houses in the distance just add to the magic.
An outdoor Christmas tree lights up and twinkles in the magic hour.
I love making footprints in the snow on this bridge. The waning lights on the trees in the hills are lovely.