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.