the concern within my eyes –
twilight assumes as its own,
my faith breathes.
gone is nearly today, as dust billows
life continues, work sets the pace
the echoes of yesterday
further behind, as tomorrow
eagery awaits.
Cicadas joyful within the trees,
remembering to honor those
before the sun sets,
pups howl against the breeze.
Light, use your glow,
dusk determines goodnight –
we’ll pause – alongside the tea kettle.
The future, only God knows, yet I whisper ideas as
the spirit of the day settles.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
The spirit of the day settles ~ beautiful. More recently such feelings are making themselves felt, more aware of the moment. Enjoyed these lines very much:
“the echoes of yesterday
further behind, as tomorrow
eagerly awaits.”
There is a new world out there, not sure whether it is maturity taking me on a new path, or the shift of life over the past 18 months, but it does feel different and I think differently as well. Cheers to the spirit of the day.
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My best to you in 2022, my dearest Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire. Thank you for visiting me while I was away. Your strength when taking on new adventures has always inspired me. May your road always bring you new thoughts to ponder. Sending my love.
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“Pups howl against the breeze.” Hmm, mine howls whenever I play high notes on my flute. Think I’d enjoy your pups’ howling more!
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Not my pups, but the sound is always welcome from a distance. Thank you, Debbie!
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Lovely words, Audrey. xo
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Thank you, Lauren!
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A wonderful time of day
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Yes, indeed. Always good to see progress!
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Sounds like a busy one, Audrey. Well done.
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Always something to be done, for sure. More hands on deck welcome anytime!
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Ahh .. the wondrous tunes of Cicadas in the trees …https://youtu.be/D48nq8sEJ94
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Yes, my trees seem to be their favorite hangout!
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