As the sun sets across the mountain tops, lighting up their peaks in a golden hue. A village in the valley prepares itself to welcome the night. In the hollow where the sun has forsaken, nestles down the coddled hamlet. The people of the village are treated to a fiery vista as they look up to a mountain top where snow caps absorb the sun's dying rays. Many of the grazing goats on the mountain side provide a silhouette against sunrays split by peaks and clouds sitting on a horizon hidden from their view.
The cattle have long since meandered down from the pasture, leaving the rich growth above to be ruminated on tomorrow. A shepherd returning home from a day spent on the mountainside sees the flicker of lights in the dusky atmosphere. As he looks down it gives him an image of a huge diamond sparkling with the giant glen as its' girdle.
The scene is transient with new images readily available to anyone appreciative of nature's beauty.
Dusk has its own mystery, with the sounds of our busy world fading away to an almost eerie silence. No bird to be seen as the fading wind allows the trees to stand majestically tall with no rustle among their leaves. Dusk has a light like no other, a signal to all creature great and small that the approaching night serves to refresh nature for a brand new dawn.