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 There’s something to be said for the brightness of
day, of course, when the energies of the world improve our lot in
life. But for a special time, give me the night. Give me the soft,
velvety quiet of a country evening and its own sounds and flavors
and scents.
It’s good to hear the night shift take over the part of our world we
call home. The coyote yaps off in the brush, calling his family to
the hunt, the quail have a soft cluck and rustle down by the creek.
The crickets set up the background music for all this in a spooky
kind of harmony.
It’s a resting time for most, but for those who will postpone sleep,
there is the secret of another world, where we slow down a little
and take a bit more time with our lives. This is a time when we can
hear the world heal a little before it goes back into daily battle
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A time when we can smile and sit
and just say thanks for bringing us to another evening like this. If
we like, we can do a little mental planning for the next day. Or
not.
A country evening is what we get for being good all day.
[Text from file received from
Slim Randles]
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