It probably doesn't surprise you that I'm glad for the longer summer days because of the light...for reading. But here we are - in January. So I make the best of it. And I hang on for the light of summer. I'm not a fan of the longer days just for more reading time, I really love the light of summer evenings. The softening of the colors in the sky, the sounds of the birds still singing their songs, the breezes finally cooled off from the heat of the day. Something about summer twilight always feels softer to me than any other season's twilight. Same with summer mornings. I adore summer mornings for the same reasons. I could do without the actual daytime of summer but the bookends of each day certainly do something in my soul. And today, as it gets dark at 5/6 pm and the morning has dawned crisp and hard, I am conjuring up the light of summer for a moment of soul respite.
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