The Wonder of the Magical Moment of Twilight

Dear Reader:

I certainly am not a ” professional ” anything but my love for photography has grown with the longevity of the Chapel of Hope daily posts. I love taking photos of the day-to-day beauty around me… never tiring in its ever-changing role of magical enchantress.

Last night I almost tripped down my back deck steps … rushing to get a picture of the ” fence scene “… ( title picture) just as the lantern turned on behind the morning glory leaves. This moment, as the last rays of sunset automatically turn on the outdoor lanterns, is never longer than one or two minutes. After that …the mobile phone camera automatically turns on its flash and the picture loses all its former charm. A missed ” magical” moment.

Professional artists ( painters and photographers) recognize this moment as ” sacredly” exquisite… when the lighting and varied hues present their most beautiful palette samples. Golden hour ( right before dusk and after dawn) -reds, golds, and oranges while the Magic Hour ( right after dusk and before dawn) displays purples, blues, grays, and light pinks. A last gasp of beauty before darkness falls… my favorite time of all!

This photographer knew when Jamaica’s ” Golden Hour” was… no doubt!

I had saved this Winnie the Pooh message for just the right occasion and of course she arrived Tuesday-sent to Vikki yesterday.

From the looks of these latest pictures of the bonding taking place already… Rhodes, mom, and dad know they have the most prized possessions around them

Timing plays a major role in nature sightings too… finding yourself at the right moment when nature stops and poses for a split-second.

So until tomorrow… Let us relinquish checks off our daily ” to do” lists to capture moment memories that will last a lifetime!

Rutledge and Lachlan leave for camp today in the NC mountains… the family is busy writing letters in case either/or get homesick this week-I got these pictures printed to send just in case they do … for both of them their first away from home camp experience. ( Just a five-day camp) Hope they have enough room in their suitcases for all the letters! 😉

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”

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