Melancholy. With the onset of blink-and you-miss-it daylight time (dark-thirty time), my old arch enemy SAD (Seasonal Affected Disorder) kicked in. I'm coping with the malady by being in the sunlight as much as possible. I practice pretending I'm a plant. Now if I can get photosynthesis down, my food bill would be water, oxygen and sunlight.
(I'd sneak in a brew for the essential minerals).
Arches National Park and the Devil's Garden hike always cheer me up. It worked again today.
From Moab, Utah enjoying Happy Hour with an IPA.