When we bought the home we live in now, nine years ago, we discovered that we were responsible for paying for the street light at the end of the drive. It only cost $12.00 a month, but I was a little irritated at the thought. I've always been a Dark Sky kind of guy. I've written about that before. I like to sit on the porch with th lights off at night. L wants all of they on. I feel like I'm in a fishbowl where all of the creatures past the light can see me and I can't see them. She wants to see them if they come into the light.
And then there was just the stinginess part of me saying, "Why should I pay for all of the neighbors to have a street light?"
We paid for it and still do. I was grumpy until the first rainy night.
This is what I see through the front door on a rainy night.
I feel like I'm living in an Edward Hopper painting.
Photo taken with an iPad and cropped slightly.