Is it a mood? Or just happenstance?
At any rate, I love the golden light that comes through and warms the gray. This was a gnarled shrub, or its remains, very common along the cliffs at the beach. The light was a surprise; I thought it would be about texture alone. When I am taking photos in the evening, facing the sun, I can barely see what I’m focusing on, so this is quite satisfying.
A good number of ambiguous shapes in there, plus the pink in the center foreground that I wouldn’t have predicted. Looking *after* taking the photo certainly rewards looking *before,* in ways I’d never have suspected.