The darkness shall be the light
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing. ~T.S. Eliot
Do not go gentle...
Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light, ~Dylan Thomas
Wanting to hold on to the vanishing light as long as I could, I slowly dragged it through the frame.
Earth’s liquid jewelry, wrought of air. ~ P.J. Bailey
Although safe in harbour these sailboats appear to be ablaze in the light of the setting sun.
Gentle breeze and quivering hearts
Ribbons of Colour
My reward for a long walk along the bay at Wasaga Beach.
This paddleboarder was enjoying the calm waters of Nottawasaga Bay at Wasaga Beach yesterday evening.
As though fanned by fairy wings a gentle breeze drifted through the garden.
As softly as the flutter of fairies' wings the scent of lilacs wafts through my garden.
Like a dream, the beauty of Spring flutters through our consciousness and then is gone.
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