Sunset with Danny

The Turfgrass Institute





Bladder campion, Silene cucubalus


Once hot weather arrives I rarely visit Lilac Way, but last night djjo and I went hoping to find a breath of wind. The track skirts one of the area's highest hills. We started following the trail until mosquitoes and the quest for better light drove us higher. I had never before approached the top where the Turfgrass Institute stands, but last night we did.

The air was amenably warm, with the gentlest of breezes escorting all kinds of summer field smells that reminded me of Essex County where I grew up. For half an hour we stood on the gravel drive that idles down from the research centre. A biplane circled overhead and birds frisked in the dusk.

I tried to remember the last time I watched a sunset with someone. I've strolled and enjoyed them, even with Danny, but I mean stopping and absorbing it. Admittedly, I danced all over the hill getting different angles for photographs while he stood blissfully still.

On the way down we passed a meadow overgrown with black locusts, their pendant white blooms suffusing the evening. A fragrance like jasmine, Danny said. I would never have made the connection, but he was right.

( +1, Danny and the moon )