Pulling Emerald
The air is still fast moving – but now the sky shines, pulling emerald out of the leaves and grass. It is cool and rain-wet. I’ve had soup for dinner and I am contemplating a glass of red wine.
I feel good; the evening seems deep.
There is a sense of Summer vacations past: lots of fun stuff to do — long hours to do it in. I don’t actually have anything planned (and it is only Spring) but I feel ready-to-go, wide open and relaxed. I have some music on, 3 Doors Down. I’m grooving.
This is a nice vivid dusk, after a stormy pearl day.
I hope your evening hours are as bright.
(I went with a piece of chocolate cake — instead of the wine. It was excellent, and took my mind off of my painfully inept efforts in Virtua Fighter 4.)