As the sun begins to set the world around me begins to dance.

As my feet crunch along the rock road below, dragonflies spin through the air just above my head. There are so many of them feeding in the fading light of the day that they form a small swarm. Higher in the air the night hawks perform their own acrobatic maneuvers above the fields, also in search of an evening meal.

Nearby, whitetail deer run across the road just as a light breeze finds this smiling human on a quiet rock road. The movement of air brings a mix of sensations to my skin and a sweet scent to my nose.

In the background of it all a sunlit cloud arrangement, complex in its movement, an ongoing description of the forces creating it.

The earth’s rotation pulls the sun further down.