Dusk

We went for a walk through a marsh at dusk last night. It was beautiful. Birds were singing, the sun was setting over distant hills, and the honey-like scent of cottonwood and wild roses lingered in the air.

I've always felt so in awe of those magical moments in time that seem like incredible gifts coming directly from God. They're as if He's stretching out his hand, letting us peek in and gasp in amazement as this magnificent aura seeps out and overwhelms us with its beauty. The marsh last night was like this. Unfortunately my camera does not bode well in low light, so very few of the pictures taken are worth sharing...