“It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I’ve never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.”
The Secret Life of Bees, by Sue Monk Kidd
I read this book for Book Group and it became a keeper. One of those books you are happy to always have on your shelves. It is achingly beautifully written and has so many poignant moments in it. I also learnt a lot about bees and now, whenever I walk past hives where they are buzz buzz buzzing, I send them thoughts of love - just like in the book. (I am allergic to bee stings and have had a frightened and scared relationship with bees forever...even tho I love them and value them immensely).
It is a special time that in-between time of dusk, as you imperceptibly watch a day disappear...gradually, gently and then sometimes swiftly it's gone! I don't often feel sad or regretful at the going down of the sun; more grateful that I've lived another day; had another day to enjoy.
However, I think I can understand a bit of the melancholy that could go with that moment; it is a fading, a loss of light, a marking of the end of another day...all of which could carrywith them regrets or sadness for sure.
I like it tho - it always seems gentle to me.
The Secret Life of Bees, by Sue Monk Kidd
I read this book for Book Group and it became a keeper. One of those books you are happy to always have on your shelves. It is achingly beautifully written and has so many poignant moments in it. I also learnt a lot about bees and now, whenever I walk past hives where they are buzz buzz buzzing, I send them thoughts of love - just like in the book. (I am allergic to bee stings and have had a frightened and scared relationship with bees forever...even tho I love them and value them immensely).
It is a special time that in-between time of dusk, as you imperceptibly watch a day disappear...gradually, gently and then sometimes swiftly it's gone! I don't often feel sad or regretful at the going down of the sun; more grateful that I've lived another day; had another day to enjoy.
However, I think I can understand a bit of the melancholy that could go with that moment; it is a fading, a loss of light, a marking of the end of another day...all of which could carrywith them regrets or sadness for sure.
I like it tho - it always seems gentle to me.
This Thursday sees us continuing the monthly search for the rainbow and other colours...no prizes for guessing its indigo time! Pop on over to Jennifer or Julie's blogs to see what others from around the world have found for this gorgeous colour...
A dusk-time iPhone shot: the tide goes in, the tide goes out...
like you my relationship with bees is one of distant admiration.... any close up admiration does not end well for me......
ReplyDeleteOoh, I know that feeling Ronnie; fear and trepidation and awe and wonder and respect. Best if we don't get tooooo close and personal tho hey?!?
Deletethat is one of my favorite books as well -
ReplyDeletei learned that time of day is the gloaming. i love that it has it's own word - that twilight time. i love the light. i've never thought about being sad then because it is just so achingly beautiful.
Ah the gloaming...such a beautiful descriptor isn't it? I always think of Scotland and the gloaming...and like you, I don't often feel sad because its so beautiful, thanks MJ, go well.
DeleteI loved that book and the movie was very good too & edgewalking is home for this gypsy vagabond
ReplyDeleteI loved it too - didn't know there was a movie
DeleteWill have to hunt the movie out Mo - it is a real delight of a book. Edgewalking. What a lovely lovely way to describe it...
DeleteI just read the secret life of bees for the second time - it's a favorite. I love your indigo photo, both the subject and composition, and that deep pure indigo...
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful Sharmon - it really hits a certain post doesn't it? The indigo is just perfect...go well.
Deletethat should be hits a spot sorry!
DeleteHi fiona, love the indigo pic, it reminds me it bit of ink running over watercolour paper, with the different colour of all the ripples..........cheers
ReplyDeletemmm...it doesn't doesn't it Kate? And then it makes you want go out and do just that! Go well.
DeleteThe picture captures that time of day and the feeling it invoke beautifully. I love that time it is the quiet between the busyness of the day and the evenings events.
ReplyDeleteIt is a very special time I think Cathy - and so good if we can notice it and enjoy it.
Deletei was thinking this exactly yesterday (though hadn't remembered the book reference) and in my head i was remembering the moody blues twilight time and how it's the turning times i love best, dawn dusk spring fall.
ReplyDeleteAhh the turning times V - another beautiful descriptor. I think the turning times help us remember that life goes on, that there is movement, that there is a rhythm to the world...go well.
DeleteAll that beautiful colour from an iPhone. What extraordinary bits of kit they are. This is a wonderful photo, as are your thoughts and on top of that you have enticed me to load The secret Life of Bees onto my Kindle to read next week when we're away for a week's rest and recuperation in North Devon. I will pack by iPhone as well as my camera and have it with me at all times! Very many thanks for sharing with us all again.
ReplyDeleteAnd the more I look at it - and I've done so several times - the more the sea takes on the quality of slightly slubbed, gently folded silk - extraordinarily beautiful.
DeleteI do hope you enjoy the book Margaret - from the comments I know I am not alone in loving it! Have fun with the phone as well - so very lucky to have a camera so close all the time. It was a wonderful time of day and the inkiness is remarkable; and the way it plays - into folds and silk and...so glad you like it!
DeleteI agree...it is a special time in-between day and night and you have so captured those moments in this photo!
ReplyDeleteThank you! It is special indeed and I do like to try and stop and experience it when I can...
DeleteThis photo gave me chills (in a good way). I'm reminded of many years of walking on the beach at Cape Cod...just after sunset. Those inky colors are so rich. The Secret Life of Bees...such a great book...perhaps I'll need to pick it up again too!
ReplyDeleteSo nice to hear the image brings back happy memories Julie - as does the book! It is a keeper for sure - so many beautiful bits in it. Go well.
DeleteF - love the colour of that last light photo - so oily, slaty and reflective. B
ReplyDeleteThanks B - it worked out well given there was hardly any light! It has delicious kind of quality to it doesn't it?
DeleteThe book is a favorite of mine as well. Need to re-read it...or listen to while working perhaps. I find peace and calm in the in-between time rather than sadness. It's a time to slow down, to breathe, to reflect on the day and look forward to the next. Your photo is exquisite. It makes me want to be there and to sit a bit...to just be.
ReplyDeleteSo much fun to discover how many people love that book! I sat writing notes to myself as I read it, capturing so many moments of exquisite beauty. So glad the shot says it all - it was just as you say - a time and place to sit and just be...and I too love the inbetweeness.
DeleteHow perfectly beautiful Fiona.. it is amazing what we are given, free to see and use , tactile proof of our being and the true beauty around us. Thanks for sharing, and I will add your book recommendation to my summer reading list. I miss the bees that are usually buzzing around my garden. Tough year here in Ontario.
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Thanks Bethany - I hope you enjoy the book; I'm pleased so many others love it as well. Sorry to hear its a tough year, and the bees are missing...we need them so.
DeleteYou would think I'd have read this book given our past lives with bees, but I never have. I think it's time to rectify that omission and I shall search it out. That time 'in between' is what I think of as luminal, just on the edge of one thing and so nearly another. It can be very special. You have evoked it with your description Fiona.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness Lesley - yes! Its a beautiful homage to caring for bees, with so many other very special layers of life and love and living. Some utterly aching passages and story lines as well. I love the word luminal - so perfect to describe that in-between time; for me it as a beautiful time as well.
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