Staying Close, Gardening, and the Gloaming

I have been laboring in my new garden mostly non-stop for the last week.

Some progress is being made.  But not really enough to merit much in the way of photography.

i.e., any pic I would show you would only reveal so much still UNDONE.

And lots that is not so very beautiful.  But in the evenings....

I allow myself a wander around to capture that for which I am NOT responsible:

The little whisper of evening light.

That is blessedly transforming.

And poetic.  It makes up for the hard labors of the day.  And it's a promise of what's to come.