Notes of Sunset Strolls

The sway of the leash keeps time with every step.

The symphony of nighttime crickets seem to be led by a conductor. This conductor commands both the soft ballad filling the background and the strings that pull the moon into the night sky. 

Simple, wispy clouds dot the pastel pink, orange, and purple horizon line. Small, bright stars are revealing themselves to the attentive eyes of their far away admirers. 

The air is light and dances with the smells of a bonfire, fresh-cut lawns, and vibrant arrays of wildflowers. 

The steady pad of paws is only a singular indicator of the simplistic joys found in romping through the outdoors at dusk. 

Sometimes noticing the unseen orchestra is also embracing the present and allowing Someone else to lead for even just a moment.