Last night a minute portion of the sky opened
behind the backyard trees
throwing ruddy, golden light
through the limbs
and
flickering furiously
as the zen flags flapped in the wind.
Ron and I jumped in the car and zipped down to MacDonald Hill
for the end of the day spectacle.
I found my open grassy area
plunked myself down
and stared.
I'm EXTRA-DOODLE-SPECIAL at staring.
Then the dance begun!
I LOVE this spot
any time of day,
just ask the guys!
Before we knew it
the sun was gone
and
I stood solely
on the hill
looking out to sea.
I can't believe how fast the sun
goes down this time of year.
The end of October already.
Time to head back home!
