“It is always the darkest before the day dawneth.” So wrote theologian Thomas Fuller in his 1650 travelogue A Pigsah Sight of Palestine and the Confines Thereof.
Now, nearly four centuries later, I—who am definitely not a theologian—am here to tell you that autumn light is brightest, and its colors most vivid, right before the longest nights descend upon us. At least, that’s what I’ve seen while cycling during the past few days has led me to believe.
Could it be that yellow is weeping before it’s forced to turn brown and its fire turns it to ash?
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