"Help us to be the always hopeful gardeners of the spirit who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, as without light nothing flowers."
~ May Sarton
Dawn is purple pink. The color of iris dreams... The horizon radiates red where the sun will rise. There's haze, clean air, and promise... And then my sun just hangs there, glowing orange gold. A mirage, a talisman... The close up is stunning, but today, let me pull back as far as I can because the mountain contours are a resting lover...
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