K. and I were sitting at the dinner table in our living room and she was eating her dinner. She looked up and out the window and turned to me and said ‘Blue dark.’ It was about 5pm and it was beginning to get dark outside. K.’s description of it was spot on. It was blue dark. Not yet black or silvery night. That deep blue tinge that the sky takes on as the sun sets beyond our sight, yet still lightens the sky enough to see the blue.
Happy Birthday Bruce! Hope the blue dark doesn’t set in too early on your spring day out.