what is it about this evening hour that is so magical? you know, that special part of the evening when the day hasn't quite surrendered to the night. when the sun lingers in the sky, resting on top of the horizon as if she is not ready to take the plunge into darkness.
and as the sun begins to sink further and further into the horizon, a stillness and peace fall upon the earth. golden tinted light penetrates through feathery treetops casting beauty upon everything and the air is so sweet you can almost taste it. the world glistens before you and imaginations run wild.
in the magic hour anything seems possible
knowing that the next day is full of hope and promise.