Last night I chased down a sunset. From my front step I am only allowed a teasing glimpse of the end of day, closed in as we are by trees and houses and low elevation. Yet last night’s glimpse was everything necessary to know this sunset needed to be chased. It was not one of the many that can warrant a glance and nothing more. It deserved to be seen. So I drove. I turned up the music in my little sedan, lowered the window to let my elbow meet the wind, and I drove. Farm field after farm field was passed as I moved further from town and nearer to the middle of nowhere. Barn peaks and silos inserted themselves on the glowing orange canvas of the quickly fading sunset. It was magnificent. I got absolutely no photos that do it justice and I didn’t care a bit. Turning around, heading home, restricting the colors to only my rearview mirror… I really didn’t want to go. The music was turned up a little more, my whole arm hung outside the open window and I drove back into the valley, chasing nothing.
Chasing
Published by Carrie Sue Barnes
Fiction author and blogger rooted in Midwest America. My debut novel, The Hidden Legacy, is available now on Amazon from Bold Vision Books. Short works of fiction, as well as inspirational reflections, are published on my website "Carrie In Writing". I am a woman of faith, a wife, a mother, a runner, and a book lover. View all posts by Carrie Sue Barnes