Sitting in the Dark

I am sitting in my front yard in the dark. The sky to the west is that beautiful reddish-purple that makes you wish you had been out 10 minutes earlier to see the sun set.

All I hear are the night insects and an occasional snort from one of the horses in the pasture. Sometimes there is the sound of a distant vehicle heading up and down the hills on the county road.

It is quiet. And it is mine to savor.