A bit of magic

when I rushed out to see the last of the sun disappear behind the tree tops. I stayed a bit, just enjoying the fresh air, the moon, the sunset and the best of all: a singing black bird! All of my grumpiness disappeared when I heard it and I knew that this was the reason for getting out today.
This photo was taken when the sun had set and I almost missed it as I was planning on returning home. For some strange reason I stayed a bit, listened to the black bird and then I saw this magic happening.
I had planned to show another photo today, a photo of my rather messy box of thread in all different colours, but I choose this one instead. :)