- Posted July 10, 2012 by
Mountain Town/Various Names, California
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Evenings in America
This is my beautiful evening. If we were not so leery (well actually, just me - the dogs and hubby were sleeping soundly) of the erratic and unfamiliar sounds of nature at night, and wonder at what level or what color would the eyes be when you opened the door to sneak a peek or break the morning seal, we would have never seen this symphonic splendor defined by both the late evening and the wee morning.
Mountain Region, Northern California, about 4:30-45am, give or take...
Up there, nature makes you laugh at clocks - that is until you run out of beer and the lone local store 8 miles away closes in 20 minutes.