Photo Challenge: Shiny


Birdwatching in the dark
is an art best practiced
with no yard light. Start
just after the colors are
gone from the horizon and

the leftover sheen of the day
lingers, waiting for the spark
of stars just dawning. Birds
are easier to locate at this
thoughtful time when the

beginning of dark quiets the
trees. Of course, you’ll want
to be near a barn. That’s the
place where the wild world
intermingles with those we

like to believe are domestic.
“Look up,” says the old white
gelding, and I do, seeing a
watermelon on a high wire.
“She has no neck,” I answer,

“it’s an owl,” as she turns to
show her horns. Then she lifts
away without a sound, taking the
ghost gelding with her, leaving
me standing on stardust and dirt.

Anna Blake at Infinity Farm
Horse Advocate, Author, Speaker, Equine Pro
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(WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt to share a photo–I enjoy twisting these macro prompts to share our micro life here on the Colorado prairie. I take these photos with my phone, on my farm. No psych, definitely not high-tech.)



  1. Beautiful description of my favorite time of day. Just a few nights ago an owl swooped past my deck where I was sitting. Ghostly, silvery and without a sound. I felt blessed.

  2. I’m with you Anna! Dawn and dusk are those sacred times when I’m privileged to witness what so many others never have a chance to see. I have noticed that the silence is filled with sounds when I concentrate and listen. There is a richness to what goes on in life that positively dwarfs my human status. I love it.

  3. “…this thoughtful time when the beginning of dark quiets the trees…” What beautiful and evocative poem.

  4. Absolutely gorgeous. You capture the thin time and place between night and day perfectly. Wow. Have you read His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman? The trilogy is a long meditation on what happens when the thin place goes threadbare and other worlds bleed into each other and people travel between them. It’s achingly beautiful as is this poem. I will be catching dawn when I walk the dogs in the not too distant future…

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