(17 Nov 2011 -- One of my favorite times to take a stroll is in the evening after the day's demands are through. The evening sights and sounds are emotionally nourishing and help untangle my thoughts and unravel my stress. The wildness of Nature, the Mystery of its creatures, the panoramic beauty of the Lincoln Hills nestled to the Sierras – sets the day's events into perspective as the land stretches from the Delta Vales to the Sierras in as series of wetland course ways. I'm truly Blessed to be alive and vertical. dht)
As I walk during the last rays of daylight, the sky is alive with colored hues on horizon's clouds.
The evening is soft and cool – sounds are muted and distant with only the sky birds in the wild grasses.
There is magic in the starlit sky with a bright moon trading shadows as I walk along their prominence.
The colors on the horizon are gone now – replaced by the shades of night.
The sky no longer holds even the memories of Sunset.
The moon commands the celestial symphony, the stars twinkle in delight – at the music of the night.
The land slumbers peacefully now – under a blanket of Even Stars.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
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