These few quiet moments, as the sun dips in the watercolour sky and daytime trees become silhouettes etched onto the surface of twilight. The horizon is glowing flame orange, fading up into purple night. Stillness reigns, as a solitary bird sings another precious day to sleep.
"Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty." - James Russell Lowell
Monday, 7 March 2011
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7 comments:
Thanks Deb. x
This is so descriptive...a fabulous opening paragraph for a novel, perhaps?
Thanks Mari. :-)
Beautiful, Susannah.
Thanks Paul. :-)
I love the idea of the bird singing the day to sleep. Beautiful image.
Thanks earlybird. :-)
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