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Description
Night is now falling
So ends this day
The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the Sea.

A brief spray of sun during an autumn storm over Glacier National Park. The air was heavy with mist and snow at the higher elevations. There was no sunset that day, only glimpses of light followed by a windy night.

Description
Night is now falling
So ends this day
The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the Sea.

A brief spray of sun during an autumn storm over Glacier National Park. The air was heavy with mist and snow at the higher elevations. There was no sunset that day, only glimpses of light followed by a windy night.