Weather is a little strange here today. It’s warm but cloudy and the wind picked up, causing the eucalyptus tree to snow its little seed pods everywhere.
There’s a slight ominous feeling, a hold your breath and look around kind of day.
“During the gloaming mother nature holds her breath. She lowers her eyes and there is a eerie stillness much like that in a moment of silent prayer. Night slides over her as her day is done. Everything about her is now secret, hidden in the darkness just begun.”
The Gloaming.by Helen Osbourne
Artist: Philippe Fernandez