The Beauties of the Evening Light

I inhaled breathlessly at the soft pink and blue of the sky. The colors were crisp behind the dark green silhouettes of the spruce trees. I had to stop and awe at the unusual pastels — and try to capture it with my point-and-shoot camera.

Ten minutes later on my way home, a russet four-legger with a white-tipped tail loped languidly across the road in front of me, expertly far enough away from metal danger. It flowed down the gentle incline and across the still verdant field.

Dusk continued to thicken, turning the landscape into a richer palette of velvety monochrome. The windchime on my porch klingled musically in the autumnal breeze. Mother Nature had soothed my soul once again, and I could sleep calmly, untouched by the worries of the day.

Author: Erica K Swift

I have written since I was an elementary school bookworm in Colorado. After college, I traveled to Northern Cyprus, Turkey, and Germany before discovering a home in Alaska. I have self-published children's books, am actively pursuing a publisher for my most recent set of books, and am continuing to write when I am not teaching at a local elementary school. View all posts by Erica K Swift