Friday night was weird. I was restless, tossing and turning all night, for a reason I have yet to understand. I felt anxious, like I was carrying a burden that would not reveal itself to me. Last night, the moon was hidden, acting as a rim light behind the dreary clouds that were haunting and beautiful at the same time. I looked up when I went to the shed to get some firewood, and I felt the need to somehow capture the mood of the night…it seemed symbolic of my day. I have been trying to sort out what was causing me such disturbance that night, but the truth remains hidden behind the cloudiness of the dreams that I just can’t quite decipher… I’m hoping tonight it will be peaceful.
Hop on over to my friend Valerie’s blog this week to see what she captured for our “low light” assignment for our blog circle.
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