Dusk, and dinner on the deck -- my favorite time of day. The heat of the afternoon has dissipated (somewhat) and the sun is slowly edging under the trees. All the cares of the day have fled, and we just sit and relax. We eat a leisurely meal, talking about our day and lounging back in our chairs until the light fades and the fireflies come out.
One of the things I love about dusk is looking in through the windows to our house, all lit up and welcoming. It just gives me a warm feeling inside, to see our comfortable rooms all aglow.
Sometimes I think that it is a very primitive sense of security that I feel. The peace that comes from knowing that we have warmth and food and shelter for the night. Does that make any sense to you?