One of the things I love about living in Kansas is the sunsets we get on a nightly basis. I was back in my families home town of Glasco Kansas spending some time with my Aunt Donna tonight before we head out for the pheasant opener Saturday. I got to scratch an itch I have always wanted to do by watch the sun set on the top of White Hill just north of town. Thankfully she is just as adventurous as I am happily joined me. We spent some time driving the old dirt road I grew up hunting and then stopped to watch the sun set below the ridge as a cool wind shifted out of the north. Ah Kansas, the beauty you hold. Thanks Aunt Donna for playing along.