Pink Fence Backdrop Toad Night

The sky in the west was pink when we went out. I know that's not particularly exciting, but that's how it was. The western sky was still glowing, and the east was turning dark blue, and in a few places the brightest stars were beginning to shine.

We went out to the field, the dog and I, and walked along the fence line. The grass underfoot was crunchy from the summer sun. And there were bare spots of cracked earth here and there.

We walked along the fence line for a while, and then we headed into the field to where a softball backstop stands partially broken from the slam of a car doing donuts in the dirt a while back. (I'm sure that's what it was. No mowing tractor would have banged it hard enough to break and bend the pipes.)

After the backstop, we continued across the field to where the sumac grove sits at the edge of the woods. And then we headed home.

The pink light in the west was gone now. The eastern sky was dark. A toad hopped across our path, but the dog ignored it, as he always seems to do.

The day was done. Not particularly exciting, but that's how it was.

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