Night Walk To Kwomais Park
"I love the silent hour of night. For blissful dreams may then arise." - Anne Brontë
I GRABBED my warm coat and boots and headed out the door to Kwomais Park in the early morning dark. The air was fresh after a heavy rainfall. A sprinkling of porch lights guided me along the way. Do you love to wrap yourself in the blanket of night the way I do sometimes? At the park's guard rail overlooking Boundary Bay, the moon or glow from some bulb hung like a balloon without strings in a sky too black even for stars.
I heard the crunching of other feet. A lone jogger hidden by a hoodie rushed past me.
Exposed by the flash of my camera, an unexpected white plastic chair (above) ...
and a familiar damp bench lurked behind the veil of night.
In the deep void, empty of all traffic noise, the enchantment of faintly rustling leaves melded with the distant calls of gulls and eagles stirring, preparing for a new day.
Later, in the fullness of light ... an entirely different mood and view.
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I GRABBED my warm coat and boots and headed out the door to Kwomais Park in the early morning dark. The air was fresh after a heavy rainfall. A sprinkling of porch lights guided me along the way. Do you love to wrap yourself in the blanket of night the way I do sometimes? At the park's guard rail overlooking Boundary Bay, the moon or glow from some bulb hung like a balloon without strings in a sky too black even for stars.
I heard the crunching of other feet. A lone jogger hidden by a hoodie rushed past me.
Exposed by the flash of my camera, an unexpected white plastic chair (above) ...
and a familiar damp bench lurked behind the veil of night.
In the deep void, empty of all traffic noise, the enchantment of faintly rustling leaves melded with the distant calls of gulls and eagles stirring, preparing for a new day.
Later, in the fullness of light ... an entirely different mood and view.
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lovely moon.
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I applaud you for going out so early. So many people are petrified of what may lurk in the dark. But you were there at sunup, the very best part of the day. I am sure that the Bald Eagle appreciated your company.
ReplyDeleteYes...yes...I Too love walking in the early morning hour just before sunrise. It's a whole 'new' world!
ReplyDeleteA magical time of the day.
ReplyDeleteYou described this so well, I almost felt as though I was there. Thanks for my early morning walk. You see some interesting sights and hear the sounds too. I love the hours before dawn.
ReplyDeleteYour writing is always magical; I felt as if experiencing the pre-dawn walk myself. I like the quiet moon-lit night. In the dim dark my senses are open up more and I feel closer to the gods of Nature. However, I tend to get scared easily, so my solitary walk is rare at pre-dawn.
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You have evoked a lovely mood!
ReplyDeleteHello, I like going out on my deck at night. I go out to look at the moon and stars. I do not wander too far, I tend to trip over stuff. I enjoy your night time views and the last photo is lovely. Enjoy your day and week ahead.
ReplyDeleteVery pretty. I've been known to wander around at night.
ReplyDeleteI like to go out in the dark but stay close to home so I can leave it if I want. Darkness is not my element - I prefer the light to be readily available.
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