There’s a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they’re absolutely free. Don’t miss so many of them.

Jo Walton

I can never tire of the sunset, no two are ever the same! As the sun travels north again, casting orange light across the old porch wall, I feel spring must surely be returning. It had been a perfect night with splendid moon and diamond scattered sky. Frost stretched over the garden as a gossamer veil, glistening in the silver light, winter garden filled with enchantment. In the wee small hours moonlight poured her pale white light through the frosted skylight, whispering “come and dance”…

But I did not feel like dancing, the world was all askew. Moon set over a platinum sea, sun rose in pink and purple hue, but the world was still askew. Sunlight flowed over the hill dressing each frosted blade in sparkling loveliness. A party of wood pigeons waddled in the leaf litter as small birds gathered in the birch. Dizzily returning to bed, sleeping till noon…

By then frost has melted, the world has stopped spinning, the chicken-coop needed cleaning. Found the blackbird eating the chicken food, the chickens eating the wild bird food. Nuthatch sharing the sunflower seeds, long-tailed tit on the fat ball, numerous finches on the seed feeders. The girls follow to the kitchen door while their food and water is replenished, scrambling inside, they brush pass Oscar to pick the crumbs, a crust entices them out again.

Dusk – rich in colour – dispels a greyer afternoon, and the world? It’s quite still after all!

Enjoy the sunrise or sunset wherever you are!

Seize the Day by Carolyn Arends – Enjoy!