Sunsets on the Tallgrass Prairie are not always cinematic events - but they rarely disappoint. I sat waiting for the sun to set, munching on the big bag of Fritos I'd gotten many miles back at a tiny gas station. The bathroom had a sign over the sink - "push for water" - just in case you were totally stumped by the faucet handles.
The sun was scheduled to set at 6:09. Right around that time the coyotes began to howl. Two deer ran through the field and stopped when they noticed me. We stood looking at each other for a while, and then they simply walked on toward the setting sun. At a far enough distance, they stopped and stood for a long time, looking at the sun. The coyotes began again. I watched as the blue sky darkened and the white clouds turned pink.
It was as if everything in the prairie was celebrating the moment, the last rays of light, the coming of night. This is my capture of the evening.
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