Acquainted with the Sunset

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

—Robert Frost

Because I feed critters in the evening, night often catches me outside. Last night was one of those times.

For a while after feeding, I stood in the run-in shed and brushed my two mares. The sunset was magnificent. For a moment, the mares and I stood in a pink-golden glow. I hurried in to get my camera.

When I returned, the glow was gone, but the sky was ablaze with color. I shot these three pictures within minutes of each other. The dark lump in the center of the horizon is Jack’s Mountain.




After the sun had set, the mares grazed. Melody ate hay from the round bale that she’d unrolled.


Melody’s face looks like a candle in the dark, doesn’t it?

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