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The "blue hour" is that time between sundown and darkness when the sky turns the most incredible shades of purple-y blue. Sometimes here in Oregon the gray sky simply turns to black with no inbetween, but this past week of cold, clear air, has produced some late afternoon/early evening skies that take your breath away. This photo was taken from my front porch yesterday, just as the neighborhood lights were coming on.
L'heure bleu. When I worked for Guerlain that was the name of a perfume they made. Loved the name. So descriptive of that wispy,almost-invisible, blue light.
ReplyDeleteI think we get to live in the most glorious area! That's a perfect description for evenings this last week.
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