I was able to make it home just before the sun set tonight. It's been awhile since Duncan and I have stopped by Hero's to see Chelsea, so after dropping some books off at the library we climbed the small hill to cut around the corner of the lake and make our way to Hero's. The sky was mostly dark, except around the mountains, which still glowed faintly blue from the setting sun. We reached the top of the small hill and looked down on the darkness surrounding the lake, the last of the blue glowed on its surface looking exactly as though a light had been turned on beneath it, shining upward, somehow brighter and more blue than the sky it reflected. It caught my breath and while Duncan rooted and snorted in the snow that fell this morning, I watched the last of the light fade from above the mountains, catch on the water a moment longer than possible and then fade away.