The sunset was absolutely gorgeous. All dark purple clouds and orange light.
It is dark now. The streetlights did not come on. I wonder if the power company turned them off. The wind is moaning around the eaves. Things are starting to go bump out in the night. Our lights are flickering.
Maybe I could write a mystery novel with that opening. I don't mean to sound sinister - but it is kind of creepy.
I think I'll go have some birthday cake (thanks, Heather!).