the other night i went for a walk on my usual route around the pond and back. this exact moment of time is wonderful for a number of reasons. the black flies wane as the sun sets and the air cools. the mosquitoes, while out and about, are by and large still biding their time. i sat myself down on a rock on the pond and waited for the sunset. while sitting quietly i had the chance to see a few birds up-close and personal, which was a treat. for the last month i’ve primarily been learning to identify birds by their songs and calls alone, so it was nice to be able to simply watch a few birds just go about their business like i wasn’t there. i saw a song sparrow, a pair of common yellowthroats, and a pair of bank swallows. meanwhile, the view of the pond was about as peaceful as i’ve ever seen it. i felt like i could have been far away in the great north woods on a solo camping adventure. however, after the pastel colors began to fade, i meandered back along my well-traveled trail, instagrammed on my phone as i walked, and arrived at our little cabin at dusk, with warm lights glowing from inside.