In the Blue Blush of Night - NorthernShy Digital Art 2014 - 4 of my own photos layered
Summer time.
Children’s voices can be heard outside, laughing and shouting in the
distance. Back when we were children of
summer, that packed gravel road and the Mulberry Bush across the road was our
playground. There were paths in that
bush that only we were privy too. Every
inch explored and discovered and re-discovered the next day. I remember the excitement of being allowed to
stay up late to play in the twilight blue of night, that first blush of the
real night to come. I remember one
particular evening, playing ‘kick the can’ with all the kids on the street,
when even the older children joined in, making it ever so special for the
younger children. While our parents
visited in doorways under the soft glows of porch lights, we hid alone in
the not so dark. This was it. This was what it was all about. Playing with the older kids during the blue blush
of night. It doesn’t get any better than
this.
