I watch the sun set behind cottonwood trees while
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the blue sky opens to the coming darkness of night.
The long shadows of the sun stretch over the pasture
as my feathered friends sing their last chorus of the day.
I’m filled with gratitude as this day comes to an end
full of hope for the new day tomorrow.
gratitude, landscape, natural areas, Plants, poems, Reservoir Ridge Natural Area, shadows, sunsets, trees
2 Comments
Tom Dills
I love that line of trees, like spectators anticipating the sunset and the impending nightfall.
Monte Stevens
I drive by this scene all the time and have stopped for photos many times. I probably will again, alos. Thanks, Tom and hope you are having a great weekend. I need to read your post to find out where you two will be heading next.