Just a quick post this morning to share a few recent photos that show why, in spite of not having robust restaurant choices, nearby museums, and madding crowds with which to mingle, I love living in this place.

Here is a view from the Chester River Bridge the other night. The sky and the river were distinguishable only by the line of trees along the water.

And here we are a few nights later, driving out by Great Oak. We paused by the side of the road to see the final exhale of the sun before it set beyond the treeline.

I tried various Instagram filters on the image just above, but nothing could compete with the original.