When contemplating dusk certain things come to mind there's the dawn to dusk features at the drive-in where you wish they had A&W window service but in addition to drive in-ins the owl of Minerva comes to mind for she takes flight only at dusk because wisdom somehow is the bright light of the dark remembering that we all live in Plato's cave far from the sun also intruding in my thoughts quite unexpectedly the French expression L'heure entre chien et loup making me think how we distinguish tell the difference between friend and foe fact and fiction or maybe between fact and fearfulness and just then I wonder whether it's undoubtedly true that the forest is where foreign begins because to live on the edge of the woods is in itself a great feat calling to mind the miracle of clearing felling trees and burning the stumps turning the earth to the plow hewing and carrying to the end of days excep...