#Dusk softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle hiiend of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes oveDusk falls softly it is the quiet time when day turns to night the sky changes from blue to orange and purple the shadows grow long and cool breeze begins to stir trees turn into dark shapes against the fading light the world slows down birds call out for the last time to find their roosts the air feels thick with calm a transitional space between activity and rest light fades to grey then to black the stars appear one by one this is the gentle end of the day a moment of stillness and quiet reflection before the deep darkness of night takes ove.