Good Evening Travellers,
If every day could start with a walk like the one I had this morning…not because the sunrise was spectacular or the temperature was perfection, but because I discovered the space in between the sunrise and the night skies. I’ve walked in the morning light and the fringes of it’s darkness, but I can’t recall ever experiencing this particular heavenward canvas before…the fade from blackish blue thru all the shades of indigo, navy and plum. The most exquisite combination of blue and purple hues that slowly melted into periwinkle. Nature seems to have a bottomless color palette.
Sometimes I think I should write a book called “A Million Morning Skies, the Inspiration for a Human Life”…
I’ve been thinking about all the in between spaces today. The hours where the skies undulate between day and night. The hours between sleep and awake. The way our emotions come and go creating compartments of time. The minutes or hours spent traveling from place to place. Time that bridges one goal to the next. The way our lives change in between all the various destinations. The moments we let slip away each day between tasks, chores, work or other events…do you ever think about those times?
A Crow's Nest 