Silhouettes

I took a short walk today. I'm still sick and feel like shit but I was dying to move around for a bit. It was near sundown and as I was walking home I faced Westward. That time is my favorite time of day. That in between of light and dark. I've this obsession with the silhouettes of power lines and towers. I love the way dying light catches everything. It's the most beautiful thing on the Earth. More so when they catch the leaves of trees rustling in the breeze. They dance and twinkle. They flux between shadows and shimmers. I thought if I were a painter I'd spend my entire life trying to capture that moment. I love the way they dance. I love how the shadows hide and hint at something grander. I realized how much I actually love the light. I started to think of this old tree I was fond of. It was cut down and so was I. There needs to be a memorial of some sort. I'm not a painter but I'm going to try to capture that moment some day. I loved that tree. I loved those shadows and the shimmering.


DS333, not well.