The ever-so slightly cooler night air draws me outside in the evening, looking around the garden and wishing for more light and more time to spend.
Tonight, the bright flowers of the night shone under the moon and beckoned me.
As did the actual lights hanging about the birds' favorite gurgling fountain.
No matter how or when you look at it, the garden is a magical place, isn't it?
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