17 April 2023

Driving Home

The other day I was coming home from buying beer and was struck at the light from the twilight.

Some nostalgia synapse was firing and the color of the sky and the intensity of the sun setting just reminded me of so many times in childhood.

It was still light enough to stay out and play, but we were playing chicken with the streetlights coming on.

It was a good remembrance.

Posted by Angus McThag at 15:13
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  1. Anonymous17 April, 2023 20:23

    the good old days...those days are gone forever and not just because we are old...the country has changed and not in a good way...panzer guy

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