As I was wrapping up my day job I noticed that the trees outside my eastern-facing window were a lovely warm color. This usually means another spectacular sunset! Needless to say, as soon as I shut down my computer I grabbed my phone and headed outside to capture a photo of the western horizon. In that moment nothing mattered but the sky, how beautiful it was, and breathing. I realized that I did not do a good job of breathing through the day, sidelined by this stressor or that.
Skies like this are fleeting. It only takes a few minutes for the sun to slip lower on the horizon and the peak sunset display to fade. Tonight was a good night. I didn’t miss it. I needed to lose myself in its splendor. And to remember that silly rhyme…”red sky at night, sailor’s delight…” It was like the universe was saying to me, though the dark night is coming, so is the dawn, clear and bright!” I needed that.
day’s fading . but the final word falls to the setting sun with a reminder assuring us that dawn is promised, sure as dusk time now to settle in to dream dreams to rest my spent soul
~kat
More glimmers of light to keep me through the night. light is not always bright and blinding. Sometimes it is muted, in varying shades. Sometimes it sparkles. Sometimes it is a flickering glint. But always it draws us to its warmth.
Sun-Kissed Blue Ridge Mountains at Dawn ~ kat 2025
blue ridge blush . dawn in the foothills glows mountain peaks a-blush in shades of pale vermillion I’ve passed these distant pinnacles oh so many times but hardly noticed them ‘til now
dark storm clouds hover but for a golden moment trees kissed by the sun
~kat
I was busy working. When the light outside shifted. Of course I grabbed my phone, headed outside, and captured this golden moment. I am so grateful for this brilliant glimmer. This life is full of them.
much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat ✨✨✨💚💚💚✨✨✨
Oh…and before I post this…we have a new resident here in the foothills. Meet Einstein…of course we are sharing our kibble with this hungry soul. There is always room for one more at my little house on the hill.
Yes, that’s the crows’ peanut tray. Einstein has taken it over! The crows are still here. They have joined the deer, grazing on corn. I love my diverse little community. ✨💚✨
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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