Dusk concludes an already cloudy gloomy day. With the last bits of daylight failing... a figure emerges against a darkened sky... silhouetted against the horizon. I keep telling myself... No, that's not so scary. The night is silent...except for the strange sounds awakened by the darkness. Here in the country, the sounds of nature surround us ... in every direction. Shadows drift about as the breeze moves the trees & bushes... and then it all stops. No breeze...and no sounds... but then something's moving in the woods ... something big and unseen... but definitely heard moving and lumbering through the undergrowth. And... It's not going away... but then it stops. Is this a good thing... or an absolutely bad thing? My candle goes out. Somehow, the night time sounds, out here in the country seem all too strange. Perhaps it's just my imagination... thinking ahead to... Halloween. Me... I'm just hoping to survive the evening... outside...in the dark... all alone. Y'all have a great evening.
