Long Hollow

This evening I did something I haven't done in a long, long time…. I sat in my rocking chair on my back deck and watched the sun set. 

It wasn't a dramatic sunset, like the one in this photo.  Just a deepening blue sky with a few wispy pink clouds dancing above the treetops. But my phone camera couldn't do it justice, so you get this one again.

The creek sang to me from the bottom of the hollow, and as dusk fell, frogs joined the chorus from the direction of the big pond. 

Belle lay beside me, a little confused. When it grew dark, and cooler, she moved behind me, between my chair and the house, probably attracted to the stone, still warm from the afternoon sun. 

It may still be February, but it has been a perfect spring day … sunset … evening. I felt the least I could do when given such a gift was to halt my busy-ness for a time and just be still in it. 

(Another sunset that wasn't from today)

I've had good intentions of publishing a post. However, the more time that goes by, the tougher it gets… like unplugging a clogged drain. There's just so much I want to write about, but challenged by time, the list grows so long that I end up writing nothing.

So I'm not going to play catch-up from the past month or so in this post.  I just wanted to share my sunset with you, and this smattering of sweet!s from the end of January that have been waiting patiently since I left them here two weeks ago…

Your Christmas decorations finally put away before the end of January

Surprising your cousin with a gift like she gave your mom

Ducks taking up residence on the pond next door

Discovering a heron on your pond

Bicyclists on your dirt road

Your mom's smile

"I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes."

~e.e. cummings