Love that word and everything about the start of something -- especially since I figured out that possibility has always been greater than trepidation. With everything to do, I still had to stop on my way today. Sometimes right before the sun hits the horizon the color is so intense in the western sky ...
and I did a u-turn in the highway to stand at the edge of the field and watch this crazy tide of fog.
Dusk was equally spectacular tonight. This is the time of year when other things begin to change too.
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