Evening song

4F9A7842-Lisa Scheller LLCLife gets in a hurry some days. The bandwagon moves on, and really, all I want to do is be here to watch the softening of the light at the end of every day. Crickets and meadowlarks, and all the other insects and birds whose names I do not know, share their evening song. The flowers bloom both day and night, stalwart even in their lives so short.

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