Having the time of day

Aside from that exact moment when my butt hits the bedsheets at the end of a long one, twilight is my favourite time of day. The winding down of a full day is like the soothing tick-tock of life's true rhythm.

Sometimes we head to the beach in the late afternoon, to swim in the fading daylight. The waves are calmer and everything has a pinkish-hue as if rose-coloured glasses are suddenly the norm.

We often grab a glass of wine and sit out on our front verandah, watching the day shut up shop. If we're feeling generous, the Tsunamis are allowed out to roam the front garden and the reserve, looking for insects and trouble. Watching them amble about, all scrubbed and pajaymaed, is like a balm at day's end.  And, of course, they are never better behaved or more loving then when the threat of straight-to-bed is looming.

Twilight: I love it here.

What's your favourite time of the day? Are you one of those early-birds who greets the dawn? If you are, do reveal how you manage to bound out of bed in the dark day after day because I've done that once and I've suffered from PTSD ever since...

[Image via the dreded weheartit. Note that if you are Team WTF I wouldn't recommend doing an image search for 'twilight'... 'dusk' is preferable!]