The days have gone short; dusk comes early. I have to go out tonight and run a short errand and I feel an eagerness to keep a lamp lit for my return. I want to see its yellow warmth spilling through my window, welcoming me home.
It makes me feel warm. It makes me feel as if I've not left at all.
In these shortened days, when twilight deepens to midnight blue before supper, what small comforts do you take for yourself?