October 11: Just before sunset, then sunset
Kristen Lindquist
Looking out the back window this evening as the sun sinks lower: first, a placid-looking tabby cat, not ours, just sitting there at the edge of the grass for a long time, looking toward the house; still there; still there; still there; then, sky aglow with sunset's hot pinks and oranges. Then, of course, darkness. That always comes.
Strange cat sits calmly
at our lawn's edge, stalks away.
Then, blazing sky.
Strange cat sits calmly
at our lawn's edge, stalks away.
Then, blazing sky.