Summer Evening

Last night, after playing a game of Scrabble, Tristan and I went outside to watch the sunset....

It was an unusually quiet evening. The warm air was incredibly still. Yet, 150 yards south, a car had pulled over onto the gravel shoulder, and two people got out. A woman in a wedding dress stood with her back to the rice fields, face to the sun, and a man started taking pictures of her. The sun, meanwhile, seemed to hover just above the horizon for awhile, before sinking out of sight. We watched the colors in the clouds for a few more minutes, then went back inside.