A Little Night Music

Dusk has come to the North Forty.
 Just you, me, the oaks, and the scores of robins settling in for the night.

The evening star has made it appearance.
 The robins still chatter as they flit from tree to tree.

 

 

The robins have fallen silent now.
 All is very quiet save the toads belting out their melancholy song.

Back to the porch for a few last moments before heading inside.

 

 

About ready to call it a night.

Sweet dreams.
Thanks for enjoying day's end with me.