Lightening

For the first time in months today I went for a leisurely drive through the country lanes after work. It was at the tail end of January that a bit of light at the edge of the horizon when I left work gave a bit of a lift to the now not-quite-pitch-black drive home. A few weeks later and there’s colour and light to see a bit of the varying shades of green in the world around me and some shading of colour in the sky. I loiter through the dusk, rejoicing in the return of light. I wend my way along roads I haven’t traversed in months, rediscovering the gentle sweeps and rises of the land around. When your way is lit only by headlamps, carving a path of light through a tunnel of darkness, the quickest way home is the best. But now even the little bit of light there is makes driving longer ways home well worth the extra time.