Ponder

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Indigo hues splash riotously across the melancholy twilight sky;

an artist gone mad amidst the shades of dusk.

A fitting departure to the bittersweet time before the dark settles in.

Lights glimmer from humble abodes, sharing the comfort of the night.

I too shall settle in and savor memories of Indigo. (teresalhardymon)

November brings a touch more gray to the skies; the night settles in earlier and lights shine out from neighborhood windows like little beacons of hope guiding us through the dark, promising that all will be well.

This time of year is a little melancholy, inviting us to sip a hot drink while we ponder deeper things and dream of promises yet to be fulfilled.  We wrap a warm throw about our shoulders, sigh deeply and realize that a slow down is just what we needed.

Slowing in grace,

Teresa

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PS I’ve shared Shades of Indigo before, but thought it ok to share again, since it was inspired by a November sky and the way November makes me feel.

Day 8 – Indigo Reflections

Early evening, that time between the end of the long day and the beginning of the nights rest, is my favorite time of day.  It is the quiet hour.  A time to reflect; to let my soul dream.  A time to let go of the cares of the world and soak in the stillness.

As writers we need time to reflect in order to process all that we’ve seen and heard.  A time to organize our words so they are ready to be used. A time to sift through the phrases and rearrange them just so.

Shades of Indigo

Indigo hues splash riotously across the melancholy twilight sky;

an artist gone mad  midst the shades of dusk. 

A fitting departure to the bittersweet time before the dark settles in. 

Lights glimmer from humble abodes, sharing the comfort of the night. 

I too shall settle in and savor memories of Indigo.  (TLH aka Sadie – 11/2009)

Reflecting In Grace,

Sadie