Evening thoughts

Night has drifted in, it’s still hot outside as well as inside.  Not a hint of a breeze is moving.

All is quiet out tonight,  the only sounds I hear are the breathing of my dogs.

Bats are making their nightly rounds around the cabin, culling the number of insects I will have to put up with.

A faint pink glow to the west is all that remains of the sun.

Another day has come and gone. What could be better than living on top of a mountain, where wildlife roams my yard, and the only sounds I hear are the occasional plane arriving or departing the airport?

This is peace few know, a peace of the soul that cannot be found in a city, or even in a small town.

Time for this old mountain man to bid you all a good night.

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