I have written a lot about sunshine and the early morning sun. I’ve written about sunset, how the sun lowers itself gently, perfectly, into the night. But, there’s a time of day where the light has a special richness, a quality found at no other time and that is the texture of the afternoon sun. Buttery, intense, deep, like no other time, seen especially in the fall. We give up an hour, true, but to make us feel better, if only for a short while, we get this lovely luxurious hour of light. Treasure it, it makes the winter a little less dreary.