As KP and I walked out of the Foxfire restaurant following our Tuesday night golf league’s nine holes, a beer or two and 10 boneless wings, I noticed something on the way to the parking lot that stopped me in my tracks.
An interesting glow.
The trees appeared to be half-changing toward a deep, rich color that’s usually reserved for fall. In June.
Baldwinsville’s golden hour.
Upon further review, we discovered it was a reflection from the sun setting in the opposite direction.
Cool. Very, very cool.
Mark Bialczak 
wow, that glow is amazing, it would have stopped me in my tracks, too –
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I am amazed when this old dog sees new things, Beth.
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Holy Moly MBM ! That had me mightily worried winter was heading back!!!
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Nature can speak to us in so many new ways, MBC. Wow is right!
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Way cool, Mark. I would have thought it was a fall photo if you hadn’t explained.
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I love the tricks Mother Nature has up her sleeve, CM.
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Stunning capture…..incredible!!
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We are so fortunate to find these things, Kirt.
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What an awesome sight, Mark! Thanks for capturing it and sharing it with the rest of us!
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Thanks for stopping in for a closer look, Mark!
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Thanks for noticing, Mark, and passing on the glow here.
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Thanks for taking a good look, Ann.
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Yes indeed a beautiful glow 😀
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Thanks for taking it in on your side of the big pond, Willow.
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😉💜
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