At 12.30 am there were still lots of gorgeous white fluffy clouds rolling around up there in the blue and it all looked brilliant. And so did the fields and the shadows…….
At 3.30 pm (back home) and looking over the garden from the window that looks towards the sunset, the sun could be seen in bright free fall again…..
And by 3.35 pm with the sun all gone, honey stains still lingered for a while. Oh!….I almost forgot…..4 o’clock….
By the little window again…. the window that looks down the hill and up towards the little trees……. and a piece of sky…. and the singing lines ……the slow purple pink dance began.
Gill McGrath© January 6
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