We sat, quietly, listening to the last of the bird evensong.
Watched as the last birds flew home,
listened to them settling down to roost.
There is a certain special moment,
between day and night.
When the earth holds her breath,
You have to be silent,
and when, and only then,
you have mastered
listening to that moment...
You hear that breath.
#30dayswild - what makes your heart soar?