In the darkness the trees are full of starlight (henwy) wrote,
In the darkness the trees are full of starlight

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Wild nights are my glory

I love nights where the wind is blowing and the leaves are swirling about. The smell of rain in the air and just a sense that anything could happen at that moment. It always reminds me of A Wrinkle in Time and how the book opens. I had to go out tonight and pick up someone at the airport and it was a perfect night with the windows down. Leaves and debris swirling everywhere in tight circles. When I was a kid I still remember being told that people used to believe those swirls of leaves were the footprints of the New Jersey Devil. It's always on nights like this I wish I could fly. Just soar up into the air, riding along on the wild gusts.

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