Walking through a forest on an early evening in spring. The descending sun is shining through the trees directly ahead, casting a rich golden backlight interspersed with long shadows. The trees are covered in tiny bright green leaves. The forest floor is sprouting new grass, baby ferns and tiny leafy sprouts, all an intense emerald green.

A dead calm twilight beneath an overcast sky. We are on the shore of a large lake, whose completely placid surface is unruffled by the slightest breeze, mirroring the sky and far shore perfectly. We are standing on a lake shore covered with leafy green ground cover strewn with gray rocks and boulders. Similar rocks are partly submerged out in the water. The lake is to our left, the forest to our right. The forest continues along the lake, wrapping around the far shore. The trees are still mostly green, but a generous sprinkling of maples and other early autumn turners are providing oranges, golds and reds.

A late post sunset shot looking down from a ridge crest. The low hills and the nearly leafless November forest surrounding a small lake below are almost completely silhouetted. The calm lake surface mirrors the shy above it, in which streaky clouds are being tinted flaming orange, gold and yellow shades by the recently set sun.

A late post sunset shot looking down from a ridge crest. The low hills and the nearly leafless November forest surrounding a small lake below are almost completely silhouetted. The calm lake surface mirrors the shy above it, in which streaky clouds are being tinted flaming orange, gold and yellow shades by the recently set sun.