Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Night, light and twilight walking.

Yesterday I walked in twilight for the first time in a while and watched as the world dropped into monochrome. Moths, pale and fragile as ash moved in the lane that still held warm air from the day.
Tonight I walked in the dark. In the east the sweep of light from the lighthouse illuminated low cloud in a pulsing rhythm. To the west all starlight was eaten by the ink dark cloud. From each a bridge of glorious lights, too deep to imagine, arched. In this time of the dark moon even the gingercat looks black as he walks beside me.


  1. we palyed your recorded voice reading Ice bear for our grandaughter today,, she was mesmerized, just thought i would tell you,, enjoyed your walk tonight.

  2. What a wonderful post! As I read it felt I could have been there with you! :)