I love being in the air as the day ends. I imagineĀ the dark velvet of the night, like a thick rich doona, is being drawn over the world ready for sleep.
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I love being in the air as the day ends. I imagineĀ the dark velvet of the night, like a thick rich doona, is being drawn over the world ready for sleep.
Indeed, Cathy.
Sandy, I wasn’t hanging out the window if that’s what you’re thinking- it’s quite an old photo taken before policy dictated we aren’t allowed to take photos in the air…
I’m forced to wonder how that piccy was taken.
And I’m afraid my vote goes to dawn and dusk either at sea or on the beach. š
yeah, dawn and dusk are pretty special in the air.