There’s a section of our yard that’s grown wild. Since no one in our family is terribly fond of the weed trimmer—and we’ve all been quite busy in the past month—the grasses and weeds have taken advantage of the situation. I actually came close to cutting it all down today when I mowed the lawn, but then I drove in the driveway this evening and glanced over. The golden beams of the setting sun were glinting on the ripened grasses, the tree swallows were diving through chasing insects, and I decided it might be more fun and rewarding to take out the camera rather than the trimmer.