The French have a wonderful name for that time of the day which we call dusk or twilight. It's L'Heure Bleu and it is so much nicer than the English version for it really captures the essence of the hour and the color of the sky. It has always been my favorite time of the day, just like autumn is my favorite time of the year. I don't want to read too much into it for it can be a bit worrisome.
Wherever I am in the world at that hour, I always stop and look up at the sky. When my children were home and I was out and about, it was always my signal to start heading home. I distinctively remember being in London on business one December and rushing to grab a cab to head back before I realized it was only 4 p.m. and there was no one waiting for me at the hotel. True story and though I laughed at the time, that memory has always stayed with me.
There is something marvelous about being in the water at that time. The sunsets are spectacular and the colors...well, look for yourself although my pictures do not really do it justice. You might think we are all crazy swimming at that hour with our dogs, but remember, there are no sharks and nothing to come grab your legs, so what is there to worry about? the Loch Ness monster?
All photos by Lindaraxa