Date night out tonight with Roger - driving home, we hit the golden moment. I love summer twilight, right after the sun has set, but before the light has all faded, when everything is softened from the harshness of the day. There's a distinct smell to twilight - I think it's the smell of the world starting to cool, sort of sweet and heavy, but lightening up.
Then there's the anticipation. Work is done, heat is fading, the night is still full of promise and adventure (or blessed rest - either way). The most intriguing things always seem to happen right after twilight, and anticipating them is frequently the best part.
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