Last night I stood at the front door and stared out over the great expanse of sky. It was 10.30 pm, with a hint of dusk. Orange streaks spread like creeping fingers.
As I watched the dogs sniff around the grass, I imagined those dark night when 10.30 meant total blackness.
Then as dawn breaks just after 4 am, I always get a longing for it still be dark so I can sleep.
So on that note, let’s have a bit of darkness with stories to remind us of the winter nights.
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Things that go BUMP in the Night
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