There's that time of day when it's not daytime or evening, just right on the edge of both. Some call it twilight. In the winter solstice season, (any season, really), that is a magical time of day. There is something about the light and warmth of it, that seems hopeful, calming, and familiar. I kind of like it. Hopefully, I can catch a few more of these magic minutes as winter carries on her way. In those moments, it's like time is standing still, and I like it.