The earth swallows her daily capsule of light, Slipping into quiet repose. The hard edges of the day disrobe, And we float into twilight. ------G. Hill

The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy. -----Psalm 65:8
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Gloria, this is gorgeous! Thank you
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