Night's Fall

I guess I take a lot of pictures at night. It's usually when I have the most time on my hands. This one isn't all that clear. It's the window in our second bedroom. The light from the alley is falling on the bed.

I like night for the ambiguity as well, the "cover of darkness". Details give way to general shapes... senses heighten, anticipating the next movement or sound... imaginations take shape.

Why aren't we nocturnal? It makes the most sense. All these opossums and raccoons work hardest when it's coolest. They sleep when their body doesn't have to work so hard to keep them warm. I might not mind the idea of starting the day with a sunset and sleeping all day underneath an oak tree, hidden away.