Saturday evening I had the rare opportunity to be on my own. A thing that hasn’t occurred in over a year at least. I was tempted to soak in a nice hot bath, or putter in my studio, maybe even read for a full hour. But I chose to get out and watch the last of the day slip from view. I was not disappointed in my choice. The twilight and sunset were lovely, the air just the right temperature to not need gloves, and the quiet time a balm for my spirit. Sometimes time all by yourself to just be yourself and to relish the quiet is as better than anything money can buy.
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