When dusk sets in, nature shows her splendor.
Subdued pastels light up the sky.
Silhouettes of the landscape, with dark, naked trees against the white snow and blue skies.
A peaceful feeling.
A fleeting few moments, not to be missed.
Beauty does surround us, even on a cold winter day.
I am awestruck.
I stop the car, get out and take it all in.
I forget about my hectic day.
Dusk turns to darkness, as a fawn crosses the road.
I ask myself: Do I realize how much I may have missed, by looking but not seeing?
And I realize that the ordinary becomes the extraordinary, on a winter’s night, at dusk.