As a kid I heard a story teller who said shadows are where the magic lives. Later I interviewed a native American medicine man or shaman who said when the shadows fall spirits begin to move. An old Scot essayist once said the twilight is when dreams walk and is the portal between realities.
There is a fascination in the gloaming and a magic in shadows. This weekend, let your imagination be a guide.
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See you down the trail.