Had a little fun biking back from Carleton university last night. My bike path home takes me straight through our nation’s capital Arboretum. At sunset, the bats were flitting around squeaking, the golden hour was falling on every leaf and flower, and there was a full pregnant hush in the air, waiting for twilight. Even as I passed other cyclists or runners enjoying the perfect summer night, I felt as if I was the only person in the trees. The coolness enveloped you like a hug. It felt really special and so I fooled around with filters to try and bring out the magic of the space and time. I felt as if I was in Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, right before all the faeries come out.
I imagine this bike ride will be a really effective way to decompress after my wickedly hard masters classes. Looking forward…
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