Another glorious Autumn day.
Soon to change by the end of the week though.
A north wind is forecast,
and when that doth blow…
But for now, the evening closes.
The sun has sunk below the western horizon.
The sky darkens.
Where is Hesperus?
Plenty of folks still out on the moor,
on their vespertine pursuits.
Running or walking
or just sun gazing.
Mountain bikers with their big fat tyres.
Each to his own.