I grew up in the corner of Texas where the Red River meets the panhandle. The skies are immense and the sunsets are spectacular. A few days into visiting at my mom’s farm the little grands and I took in these breathtaking views. As the sun went down, the colors changed, the air chilled and I began to see the real beauty of the night in the silhouettes under a crescent moon. 
The grands enticed the horses with bits of grass while I happily snapped away. There are many more photos, but I chose a few of my favorites to share with you. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did.
It’s magic
