this is the gloaming.

here's a mix that's been bouncing around in a couple different incarnations during my summer.

i hope you enjoy it.

candles burning low.

espresso grounds, rich crema, warm leather, dark beer, the insides of foxgloves with bees poking out of them, campfire smoke, aurora borealis, ocean salt, sharp chunks of amethyst, flying downhill on a bike, the different colours in someone's eyes once you look close enough, cluttered secondhand bookstores, big pots of strong tea, sage drying under the hot sun, wolf howls in the night, black ink on thick creamy paper, banjo, very old photographs, turning to look back at someone at the same time as they look back at you, full moons, hearing owls call on snowy nights, rain in your eyelashes, ginger beer, a good stick, wild fruit, puddle-jumping, candlelight, pigment on a paintbrush, road trips, still ponds at night and dipping toes into them, the best scarves, arched eyebrows, baked potato skins, holding hands, climbing trees, a concert that makes you cry, writing letters, receiving letters, cat purrs, the right kind of radio, cloud watching, snow falling, sharing smiles, making eyes, lace dresses, dappled shadows of sunlight through tree branches, hummingbird whirrs.