After work today my friend and I went to Topsham and had a gentle stroll around the empty streets, along to the end of the Goatwalk for a view of the estuary in the dark. Although the sun had set at four-thirty, the lights were shining down river at Exmouth and across the river to the west at Starcross. Occasionally the glow worm lights of a train travelled along the far shore, and a gap in the clouds, where the moon sprang through, created a reflection of the same oval shape in the water.
We were actually being peeping Toms – slowly walking past the windows that had curtains open. Several homes had lights on, giving us a tiny insight into their world. Fairy lights and a few Christmas trees were still visible and the soft glow from hearths, plump sofas, cosy cushions and curled up pets. At one house where the kitchen was at the front, we could see an elderly couple chatting over a teapot at the table, as they must have for decades. A magical walk. 
Lucid Gypsy 
mmm, you took me with you, seeing the distant train, peeping into the windows, secretly smiling at the elderly couple, thanks gilly!
what a wonderful way to spend time…love it
You wrote that very well- when I run at night I like to peep too!!
I can picture the older couple
I like the idea that they might have grown old together. The beauty of it all. 🙂
I love this image. I wish I were there to see this in person. But your writing lets me feel it.
Peaceful, contemplative. Thanks for taking us with you.
Something so simple but such poignant. It’s amazing how you make something about darkness be so … elucidating