There’s something
in the early evening —
a feeling at twilight
when the day hasn’t quite ended
but the night hasn’t come, either.
It’s like you have one more shot
at getting it right,
but you realize,
hey, I did it all right.
Or mostly right.
Or right enough
to merit this peace.
This beauty.
This quiet wonder.
Yes. This!! Those beautiful moments when the sun is slipping below the horizon; the fading rays shine low through sunroom windows, bathing my kitchen in pink light; and there’s a lovely swath of dusky lavender out the east windows. It’s my favorite moment of every day.
love it!