What made it magic was the quiet whenever I stopped. It was just a calm, quiet night, late enough in the year and early enough in the day that birds and bugs were also quiet. I stopped at one point and looked up in the sky and saw that the moon broke through the low clouds. Every road was a calm, quiet place and some of the narrower roads seemed more like paved trails through a forest. As the light increased closer to sunrise, I would turn off my lights for a second or two to experience the quiet, smooth roads in a very soft light. It really was magical for me.
|The moon breaks through the clouds.|
|That's what I saw of sunrise at Great Brook Farm Park. Not much to see that day.|
|Roads like these, at least at this hour (maybe 7:45) on a quiet Sunday.|
|Coffeeneuring proof 1.|