The nights are getting dark down here already. When I left home about a week ago the nights were still very light all around the clock.
I like light summer nights. Dunno why, but that's what I grew up with. The sun will be gone just a couple of hours at high summer, and that's just about enough. We have dark winters, you see, so we probably need it. At least that's what we keep on telling each other.
Midsummer night we have a tradition to light up a fire close to the sea somewhere nearby. Traditions, you know. Then we watch the fire burn down while generally having a nice time talking to each other and playing games. I learned a new game this year, and teeth would easily fly. It was a bit on the rough end, as you might understand. Lots of fun though,,,! This was snapped afterwords of a couple warming themselves a bit on the fire and probably a bit by each others company :)
When I was young I remember liking the darker autumn nights the most. They were ideal as a cover when stealing apples from the neigbours garden and such... I don't do that anymore, mind. No one seem to do that anymore, and it's not a good sign.
We got a couple of apple trees in the garden ourselves these days, as it happens, but there's not a single kid trying to get away with a nice apple anymore.
When I get home I might have visitors in the garden, but they will most likely be too concerned about catching monsters inside their phones to even bother the apples.
It's a shame, me thinks.