‘It ‘s a beautiful evening, and after supper I went up on the…

‘It ‘s a beautiful evening, and after supper I went up
on the hill and watched the sunset. I could see Dombasle, with some of its
quaint red roofs still intact, resting peacefully in the fertile, green valley
between the rolling hills that curved up on all sides, in the blue swell of the
Argonne. White bands of roadway ran out of the little village, some rolling in
wide curves, others running straight as arrows, and along these slowly moved
long files of carts and tiny men. Across the horizon against the red sun was a
road, bordered by toy trees, over which moved a lone team. The whole scene was
as clearly outlined as though it were only a few yards away…. And all the
while the booming and crashing of the big guns ripped up the peaceful quiet and
turned a beautiful landscape into a troubled sea of war.’

WW1 American ambulance driver’s diary – History of the American Field Service in France – Photo: 1917 sunset in Argonne.