Late Autumn nights, especially those of the full moon, are as breathtaking as any sunlit morning. Not even noonday brightness can compare to this peace and solitude. At moonrise, there is a velvet hour of quiet when only the largest stars are visible. The bare limbs of deciduous trees etch shadows on the ground, a lacy pattern of leafless beauty with clearly defined lines. The dark cannot hide the graceful beauty of the night, the deep, silent slumber that commands everything on the move to do it quietly. It is rest to the spirit to be part of the quiet world, which is a joy forever.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 15:27:30 +0000
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