Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs.
~ Sebastian Faulks
Yesterday evening the clouds gradually cleared and the sun came out for a couple of hours before it submerged itself in the woods. The sunset was pink with a little purple thrown in for good measure. A Great Blue Heron came to fish for his dinner while the geese and ducks drifted on the surface part of the pond that wasn’t iced over. A red-winged blackbird called and called. A crow answered, a hawk whistled, and a kingfisher chattered.
The moon looked as though someone had pasted it to the sky, forgetting a small piece of it. Every now and then the ducks would leave the water and pace on the ice.
What a nice night for an evening.
~ Steven Wright
Once the sun appeared, it didn’t take long for the snow to melt and the icicles to fall to the ground.
Reason, I sacrifice you to the evening breeze.
~ Aime Cesaire
The air was cool, but not the bitter cold it has been. The sun was warming from head to toe and back up again.
The world reflects what you need to see, not only what you want to see.
~ Stephen C. Paul
What a wonderful thing this was, taking a walk in the evening, seeing the moon overhead as the sun was leaving for the day. I’m so used to morning, sometimes afternoon, walks that I’d forgotten how beautiful the evening can be.
The energy is different in the evening. Mornings are invigorating and awakening. Evenings are mellow, relaxing, a preparation for sleep.
Carefully observe the natural laws in operation in the world around you, and live by them. From following them, you will learn the morality of modesty, moderation, compassion, and consideration (not just one society’s rules and regulations), the wisdom of seeing things as they are (not of merely collecting “facts” about them), and the happiness of being in harmony with the Way (which has nothing to do with self-righteous “spiritual” obsessions and fanaticism). And you will live lightly, spontaneously, and effortlessly.
~ Benjamin Hoff
Thank you for visiting and for joining me on an evening walk around the pond and the meadows. It was good to see the sun again, to see light against the shadows.
I suspect we are all recipients of cosmic love notes. Messages, omens, voices, cries, revelations, and appeals are homogenized into each day’s events. If only we knew how to listen, to read the signs.
~ Sam Keen
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just be. 🙂
P.S. I know I wrote that I’d see you next week, implying I wouldn’t be posting over the weekend. That was the plan, but I changed my mind. It occurred to me that I will be taking a short break next month, and a longer break in May (lots of traveling coming up and I know there will be a period of time I won’t have an internet connection, and even when I do, I’ll be too busy). I might as well post while the muse strikes and while I can.