Although these admittedly are not the best photographs (taken without benefit of tripod, in the dark, while balanced on a hill, dog weaving in and out of my legs, etc.), I could not resist at least a quick attempt to catch a shot while watering newly planted seeds in our terraced hillside garden beds.
Perhaps I will try again another evening.
This is our story, in real time and in photos. It is neither unique nor unusual nor extraordinary. But it is our story.