Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Remember being a kid at the beach when the sun went down and you never wanted to leave?

In the Afterglow
I was reminded of the feeling when I rode my bike through Vilas Park as the light was fading. A perfect night in late summer -- kids' voices drifting across the water still as a mirror, the heat of day ebbing away, the sky aglow in the west and a full Moon rising in the east. In the cool air of twilight, the water becomes a warm cocoon and you never want to leave.

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