Such was the case again this year. We arrived at a local Bed and Breakfast early evening when the sun was low in the sky and the shadows were long. Gorgeous!
Granted, the entry to the Bed and Breakfast would look the same no matter the time of year, but it was so delightful that I had to take a photo.
The following morning was just as lovely.
Because of the warm temperature, even the spray that the wind blew from the fountain was pleasant. I'm fairly certain this guy would agree with me...
I do wonder what he would have to say about standing in the water come mid-January.