(Not so much)Wordless Wednesday


You know that magical hour, just before twilight, as the sun is about to set?  Everything is drenched in golden light, and you know that right then, at that moment nothing could steal this feeling of contentment, this rightness. It's as close to perfect as you can get. This was one of those moments.

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