Tranquil, still dusk lies all about
Languorously demanding her due
As the sun dips low in westward accord
Splashing apricot on azure hue.
Dark, skeletal trees lift blackened arms
Quiescent, hushed, still, while dusk is
Suffused by a moonless eve, replete with
Night time chill.
I don’t know how it is where you are but here on my mountain top home except for the skeletal trees this about tells it like it is. So far, we are still enjoying the beautiful greenery that compliments our evergreens. I hope yours was a peaceful and happy evening.