What’s your favorite time of day?

pad the edges of morning and night. The moments that seal the pinholes – leaking seconds into the belly of time.

I love the moments as dawn lifts her sparkling veil, providing a sliver of light to see by; the moments when Atlas shifts slightly, and pulls the curtain of night forth.

It’s the tiny infantile moments of passing time that I relish. It feels surreal, mysterious and almost a blessing to experience the early earthly hours that transform the ethereal landscape.

The song of nature sounds subtly different during this time of golden reveries.