Another day is ending in our little world.
Porch lights flicker on as the lamps inside join them, and suppers are started.
Drivers returning home from a long day begin their assault on the highways and byways, headlights pricking their way through the dusk.
Everywhere is busyness and hurriedness, but rising above it all is the single clear song of the nightbird as he welcomes the peace that comes at the end of the day.
