A few weeks ago, my husband came hurrying into the room making hand motions as if he were taking a picture. I looked puzzled, and he pointed at my camera and motioned for me to come with him. Okay, our kids are actually not kids anymore, they are 22, 19, and 17, but just the same, it was as if we were trying to keep a secret from them, by miming everything instead of just saying it. I'm sure they were sitting there thinking, "I'm so glad my friends aren't seeing my parents right now!" Then my husband whispered... "the sunset!" That was enough for me. I grabbed my camera and we ran out the door yelling to the kids we'd be back in a little while. I was delighted that he thought of how much I love to watch the sun set and was trying to help me catch the last bit of color washing across the sky ~ how romantic and thoughtful! We live in a "swag" surrounded by trees, so we miss many a sunrise or sunset unless we drive down the road to higher ground. One of the best places to watch is 2 miles away where a new, very high, bridge was built across the river. When we got there, we thought we had missed the color show, but we sat there and watched for a couple minutes, and right before our eyes the sky just came to life! It was breathtaking! The longer we stayed the deeper and brighter the colors became... as if God were painting it just for us. When we finally headed home, my husband took his time driving back down the country road. With the windows down, we could hear the crickets and a few evening birds, smell the fresh cut hay ~~~ and see the deer that had come out into the fields at dusk. Oh yes, it finally dawned on me! Now I know why he was in a hurry to get out and about before the sun set! Dear Husband loves to drive around and see all the deer grazing in the fields in the evenings... oh well... I'll take what I can get! It was worth it, wasn't it?