The last light of the sun

Again with apologies to Guy Kay for the misuse of his book title , but it fits. It is also the last of summer. I know it is only early August , but it feels lie early September already : the crickets are in full voice, the nights have been cool , and the mornings have been foggy.I am not ready for the end of summer. 
The extras are a squirrel in the dusk that was in the yard poking around after pears, but all I could think of looking at these was "We got to move it move it....."He does have a rather  lemur-esque look doesn't he ? I think he needs a crown.