It's easy to be brave with companions ― to swagger and keep cool in the most perilous of situations. There's nothing to it. You've always got your buddies around to keep up the bravery.
But bravery can be a hard thing to find when you must go home and be alone all night. Suddenly, keeping a cool front is not only unnecessary, it's ridiculous.
Living in a city is not so bad. There's, the buildings are teeming with life. There is someone awake constantly in the city. The traffic never stops. Sound an movement keep the city alive. You don't ever need to be alone. At any time of the day or night you can seek out companionship in the bright lights of cities,
But the country is another story. When the sun goes down in the country, the creatures of the day seek protection in barns, stables, and well-lit homes. Silence falls over the country as the stealthy predators of the night forage and hunt in the dark. The nearest neighbor is more than a holler away. When night falls, he may as well be miles away.
A dog barking in the city is nothing more than a noisy irritation. Out beyond the street lamps, though it is a warning that someone or something prowls the night. A cat screech is rare and rather alarming out in the sticks. With so many other creatures as neighbor, it is often difficult to be certain of just what screeching. The only way to find out is to go out and look. And in the case, a stout, healthy dog is a reassuring companion.
Yet, somehow, once you have left the safety of artificial light, locked doors, and adventured our into a country night, it loses its ominious countenance. The air is sweet smelling. Terrain that was familiar to eyes is now crossed by well-versed feet. Fingers and shoulders remember handrails, gate latches, and low branches. And the ears are on top of the whole situation, *picking up on the activities of the night where eyes can be so inadequate. Somehow, the night has a way of awakening all the sense into duty. Whereas the day can so often be just a routine, the night is always an adventure. It requires so much more awareness.
In my ways, it is too bad that man is almost totally a daylight. He fears the dark. Even those who claim to be "night people" are mostly night people in well-lit environs. Taverns, coffee shops, and lively parties are the domain of the night people.
But for the the day people-people who are coordinated to the rising and the setting of the sun-night is the time to draw into the protective shell of the house. They chase away the darkness with bright artificial lights. *They keep each other company "bump" in the night with television or stereos.
*To be alone ― all alone ― out in the country on a dark is trulyy a test of courage. Things that go "bump" in the night could be any number of things ― domestic animals, pets, or wild (and clumsy) creatures. Houses creak and groan as they cool in the night air, Floorboards make cracking noises. Refrigerators rumble as they work and are ominously silent when they do not. Clocks tick loudly without competition. And, of course, the night creatures stir about. Even moths can raise a tiny din as they flutter around porch lights.
There are many ways to test bravery but one of the best is to spend a few nights out in the country alone ― totally alone.
But the country is another story. When the sun goes down in the country, the creatures of the day seek protection in barns, stables, and well-lit homes. Silence falls over the country as the stealthy predators of the night forage and hunt in the dark. The nearest neighbor is more than a holler away. When night falls, he may as well be miles away.
A dog barking in the city is nothing more than a noisy irritation. Out beyond the street lamps, though it is a warning that someone or something prowls the night. A cat screech is rare and rather alarming out in the sticks. With so many other creatures as neighbor, it is often difficult to be certain of just what screeching. The only way to find out is to go out and look. And in the case, a stout, healthy dog is a reassuring companion.
Yet, somehow, once you have left the safety of artificial light, locked doors, and adventured our into a country night, it loses its ominious countenance. The air is sweet smelling. Terrain that was familiar to eyes is now crossed by well-versed feet. Fingers and shoulders remember handrails, gate latches, and low branches. And the ears are on top of the whole situation, *picking up on the activities of the night where eyes can be so inadequate. Somehow, the night has a way of awakening all the sense into duty. Whereas the day can so often be just a routine, the night is always an adventure. It requires so much more awareness.
In my ways, it is too bad that man is almost totally a daylight. He fears the dark. Even those who claim to be "night people" are mostly night people in well-lit environs. Taverns, coffee shops, and lively parties are the domain of the night people.
But for the the day people-people who are coordinated to the rising and the setting of the sun-night is the time to draw into the protective shell of the house. They chase away the darkness with bright artificial lights. *They keep each other company "bump" in the night with television or stereos.
*To be alone ― all alone ― out in the country on a dark is trulyy a test of courage. Things that go "bump" in the night could be any number of things ― domestic animals, pets, or wild (and clumsy) creatures. Houses creak and groan as they cool in the night air, Floorboards make cracking noises. Refrigerators rumble as they work and are ominously silent when they do not. Clocks tick loudly without competition. And, of course, the night creatures stir about. Even moths can raise a tiny din as they flutter around porch lights.
There are many ways to test bravery but one of the best is to spend a few nights out in the country alone ― totally alone.
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