Art has so many hidden talents. One is certainly the ability to remind us of essential things we have forgotten.
Sleep is an ancient behavior shared among a vast number of species.
Deprived of sleep a creature’s life systems will soon degenerate leading to eventual death.
The next time I get irritated struggling to bring the last drop out of a honey jar, I’ll remember this:
I’ll never forget coming across this little creature.
I was hiking in the mountains. The sun had just set. Leaving in its wake the glow that amplifies color.
The magic hour.