Thursday, 29 October 2015

71. Granite stone



The sunset today was stunning, with the almost-bare branches of hawthorn and ash silhouetted against a bright orange sky. The clocks have gone back and the early sunset feels like the start of winter. I am struck by how fast the change has been and how stark the leafless trees now appear.

I picked up a granite stone, forged from volcanic magma that was once hot and flaming orange like the sunset, and thought about the elemental forces over billions of years that created planet earth and its orbit around the sun. A humbling thought on a quiet October evening.


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