The day begins its moving inward

into evening.  You can see if happening.  But can you feel it change?  

 

Light

Daybreak.  Ot evening. I turn on two lamps when winter evening arrives. Calms.  Almost candle-like.  Meditative.  I might put the kettle on. Will you stay for tea?  Time of the year to buy an amaryllis or two.   Memories. 

Rain and evening cooperate

 making seamless the outside and the inside. Smack-dab in the middle of life, where are you?