My friend Tim is camping up at Wasagaming in Riding Mountain. I went to visit him last night, and before I came home we went to Spruces to check out the twilight. (We’d planned to check out the sunset but we got to talking, and time got away from us a little bit. So it goes.)
Some lovely crepuscular light there.
We saw a wolf, too, trotting down the highway, but I didn’t get a photo of him.