Light.

August 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

“Even as a child, she had preferred night to day, had enjoyed sitting out in the yard after sunset, under the star-speckled sky listening to frogs and crickets. Darkness soothed. It softened the sharp edges of the world, toned down the too-harsh colors. With the coming of twilight, the sky seemed to recede; the universe expanded. The night was bigger than the day, and in its realm, life seemed to have more possibilities.” – Dean Koontz

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Anza Borego Night sky

http://www.anzaborrego.net/travel/anzaborregoprevious/forum/viewpostsbyuser.aspx?UserID=29&Page=1

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“To him the stars seemed like so many musical notes affixed to the sky, just waiting for somebody to unfasten them. Someday the sky would be emptied, but by then the earth would be a constellation of musical scores”  – Machado de Assis

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Mojave night sky

http://chrispzero.com/blog/2011/07/09/mojave-in-july/

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“My soul will find yours.”  – Jude Devereaux

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Southwest Autumn Sky

http://www.flickriver.com/photos/palojono/sets/72157624405716903/

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“I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.” – Shauna Abe’

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Flying over Mojave

http://blog.nasm.si.edu/category/behind-the-scenes/

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“[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.”  – Wallace Stegner, “Angle of Repose”.

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Borrego Springs

http://www.rvgoddess.com/postcards/2011/floss/february/021611.aspx

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“a happy birthday

this evening, I sat by an open window
and read till the light was gone and the book
was no more than a part of the darkness.
I could easily have switched on a lamp,
but I wanted to ride the day down into night,
to sit alone, and smooth the unreadable page
with the pale gray ghost of my hand”  – Ted Kooser

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