I haven't done one of these posts for a while, but this one is definitely becoming a habit! As summer settles in, evenings expand and swell with warmth. And that means more time spent on the veranda trying to catch evening breezes. It means quiet dinners out there because it's simply to hot to be indoors. It means watching as skeletal Frangiapani fingers darken against the fading sky. It means watching that moment at the end of the day when light drains away behind the horizon and there is a kind of switch of light from outside to inside; indoor lights twinkle on and slowly cast their leaked, geometric window patterns over the darkening world.
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