It’s finally starting to smell like Spring…the snows are all gone
So walking in the soft gloaming of the day turning into gathering twilight
Has a fluttering feel of new happenings
Then the night grows,
filling the world with a different sort of peace.
Then grey, grey light of the beginning day (the first load of kids going to school goes by our house about 6:45 A.M.)
Brings early morning sunlight to the canyons along the Uncompaghre Plateau
I love walking in the gloaming and at night…the earth, the sky, the very air. Everything sings a song to me.
From my world to your heart,