A Good Night

Stood on the deck looking out over the backyard at sunset. The temp was mild, the humidity low, and a slight breeze carried the scent of clover. Deer were coming out on the hillside to lick the salt block I had carried out for them in the afternoon. Bobolinks settled down into the tall grass for the night and the swallows were making sweeping flights to catch a late snack on the wing. I can stay up late and sleep in tomorrow. This is my idea of the night-life!