Misty Mornings and Grace Filled Evenings

Imagine you are sitting in a lovely garden. It is in the early hours, when mist enshrouds the liminal space between night and day. Or it may be in the cool of the evening, as a pallet of color begins to emerge just beyond the horizon. You are drawn to quiet reflection and wish to express the musings of your heart in word or verse, in watercolor sketch or photographic image. Such was the experience...