In Nature’s perpetual motion, between ebbs and flows, there are thresholds in time.

These points of change occur almost subliminally – the equinox, phases of the moon,

 changing of the seasons, the burst of new life, a wind shift, midnight, or the turning of the tide.

 What do these tiny but significant moments look like?

 Is there a metaphysical apparition at that exact threshold that is undetectable to our eyes?

 We are aware of change, but see it as a seamless process of life and perhaps miss the

 minute wonders along the way.