A pretty sunset is a pretty sunset, and at this time of year when warm colors abound throughout the garden as well as the sky, I can sit back on the deck and imagine I’m just where I want to be.

Squinting really hard makes all the white vinyl fencing disappear, the hill on the left is no longer the super Walmart access road, and the distant lights no longer illuminate the Home Depot truck lot.  A small patch of water reflects the colors of the sky and from this far away it’s not a puddle from industrial park construction, but instead a scenic duck pond.

Now if I could only get rid of that stupid beeping noise the trucks make when they reverse…..