NOW AND THEN - GLOAMING


There is a brief moment when the setting sun slips away, the moon is rising, stars are starting to blink and I am lost in the depths of perfect blue. Gloaming more usually brings to mind winter oak woods, crows flapping at dusk, the moon through bare branches but today the word was given to me and it seems a perfect fit for the Spanish twilight.  
 

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