Today.
I go out walking in the last of the light — before the sun winks out behind the mountains.
I feel the cold in my lungs, the night coming on, and I think: It’s true, what they say. The twilight swallows us all.
Still … For a moment …
My shadow stands tall. ❤
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{Wonder what’s happening here? For thirty days this December, I’m challenging myself to enjoy this body I’m living in: to take pleasure in all my senses, to explore it and use it in new ways … and most of all, simply to cherish it. I hope you’ll join me for the journey. <3}
I’m loving this series 🙂
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Thank you, lovely!! Your kind words mean a lot. ❤
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Beautuful sensations, i can see it!
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Why do such beautiful words flow from your mouth which such ease? I haven’t been on here for a while and I’m blessed to have read all your posts one after the other. Bliss!
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I missed you, Zak! Welcome back!! 🙂
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Lovely words Alfa Zulu. (‘Hope you don’t mind my twisting your FAA code?)
Twilight swallows us all? My, my…
But the ones I like best are:
“your shadow stands tall”.
Yes: always stand tall.
😉
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Too kind. Thank you. 🙂
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Super cool image – looks like you’re on stilts!
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Isn’t it fun? I love shadow play, and playing in the light in general. You should use some shadows on the canvas as shapes for a new painting or pattern! 🙂
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Yes! I will!
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Aah, keep on playing friend! 🙂
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🙂
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