Seasons in-between

I love those in-between seasons..

First golden leaves on fresh green grass, silvery fog traces in a pale golden morning, first whiff of autumn – peace of mind..


First shy flowers in the rainbow of color, looking up from in-between snows, first quiet song of a dawn bird, pre-spring, pre-song, everything so still in the moment – rebirth..

First thought of the day, touch of sun on heavy eyelids, in between dream and reality, dark smell of coffee wafting through the sleepy air – tomorrow turned today.. ‎

Season in between the first breath and the last heartbeat, a moment in passing, human life.



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