Ughten

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There is a time of twilight — those moments of almost-light when the sun is not showing above the horizon line — that takes place, not at night, but just before the break of day.

It is a time of quiet.  Of solitude and softness.  Of breathing deep and settling into one’s self before the chaos and movement of daylight hours take hold.

As much as I love sunsets, there is a finality to them.  A sense of turning over, of rolling on, of endings.

Ughten, on the other hand, is all about beginning.  Again.

And, every day, again.

It is a time of shrugging off slumber, of unwrapping the blanket of night, of starting forward.

Of awakening.  Of possibility.

To quote one of my favorite songs:

this is the greatest time of day
when there’s no “you” and there’s no “others”
and all the rules grow wings and fly away
and all the black and white turns
into colors

 

 

in response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge: slumber

lyrics from Grace Potter’s Colors

NOTE:  The photo above was taken during ughten on Christmas morning 2017.  Snow is a rare treat where I reside, and while I know a good portion of the world is heartily sick of the stuff after the winter storms they’ve suffered this year, I remain in awe of its magic.  The way it glistened and sparkled in the slowly-wakening Christmas morning light was perfect.  🙂

10 thoughts on “Ughten

    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      I’m guessing you were either a trail camper or a very early riser. 🙂

      I’m glad to have sparked some memories. Thank you for visiting!

      Reply
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