OWH's Topic That Will Never Die XXIII

#9,690
#9,690
The sky is dark gray. It's never quite black anymore - too many lights. My wife feels safer with the streetlight at the edge of our drive. She thinks that it makes our house more welcoming. She believes that the light brings more young trick-or-treaters to our door. I am happy for these things, as they make her happy. Sometimes, I miss the black sky pierced by bright stars. The rustle of critters moving around in the inky dark. Moonlight shadows in the wee hours. Barred owls talking to each other...
 
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