it was that enchanted hour...
between day and dark: twilight.
the shadows deepened...
but the still-bright sky was reflected in their eyes.
scampering and chasing, three heads of varying shades of brown
wove glistening threads of imagination into the fabric of dusk.
foxes scurried to their dens...
owls glided past on the breeze...
bunnies bounced in continuous circles
until their creators collapsed in heaps of giggles.
the darkness deepened.
and so did their play.
at the close of day,
I watched...and marveled.