The smoke from all the wildfires burning in our state make for some spectacular sunsets. We even had a winged guard keeping watch from his perch on the cupola in the form of a screech owl.
Actually, he was waiting for unsuspecting pheasants to pop their heads up through the wire in the pens so he could grab them. But that’s not a very romantic image, now is it? So we’ll just say he was standing sentinel over our place on a beautiful summer evening. That’s a better image to have in your head as we close out the day. Goodnight!